Machines de temps

6th December 2013

A quick post before I retire to the nest…

This weeks post comes from Paris. In the madness of the recent fair I opted for a stroll to escape and clear my head. This man caught my eye as he remained strangely still in the glass enclosure for ages. Feet firmly together and poised like a statue he was captivating. The booth reminded me of a tardis and it looked as if he might vanish… instead he eventually clocked me and proceeded to exit and drift into the distance.

The reflections in the glass annoy me but at the same time I wonder if they add to strangeness of his appearance…

I miss Paris; it’s so effortlessly chic

Bon nuit, OAO x

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