Thursday, April 17, 2008
A Rose is a Rose is a Rose
Not sure what Gertrude Stein meant when she wrote that but given that she spent most of her life in Paris, I figured it was appropriate. The sun is out this morning and though there's still quite a nip in the air, I'm determined to enjoy it.
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street scenes
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