Let me start from the beginning.
Pre-show-loiterings. Playing mind games with some curious characters reselling tickets for twice the original price. Don’t worry all is well, I won, suffering only minor losses to my self-respect. As for this man…who knows who he is, nor why his belly is so large.
WHERE AM I?!?!?!
Abstraction… I’m sorry, ok?!
Yes, let us be friends.
People that I’ve met. In Paris, from elsewhere. Comme moi
In Paris before going on to Barcelona
Student from NYU studying in Paris
Waiting in line outside of Breakfast in America, restaurant of champions
If you don’t have a scarf-on-bag fetish, you should.
Strollin and sippin Starbucks