Monday, April 11, 2011

medieval cache

the follies of youth are somewhat contained in this hostel sanctum of the Marais... they come and they go, storing their little green bottles on the corner ledge  - beyond the reach of the unrefreshed, all so thirsting to be anointed with a dash of spring ...
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