Paris
I was walking in Paris yesterday. It seemed that everyone has gone. Very strange. Temperature was cool. Bought a perfume chez l’Artisan Parfumeur: Thé pour un été.
It made me think of the book Le Parfum from Patrick Suskine or the film Profumo di una Donna with the wonderful Vittorio Gassman.
I saw Jacques Weber crossing the road. He was like a lion.
Everything was special this day.
