Tag: ladies

  • A mackerel for these ladies (and these gentlemen too)

    A mackerel for these ladies (and these gentlemen too)

    Marie, a lifelong good friend, grasping as an outdated cat, had given me an appointment in entrance of the gate of the Marché des Enfants Rouges. (constructed on the ruins of an orphanage whose little residents have been wearing pink). After the gate, we walked alongside an alley lined with eating places of all specialties, […]