Posted on May 7, 2019 By bringingdownthewhitepicketfence
I could look at this photo for hours. There is so much life here; so many stories, dreams, worries, and thoughts. There are people smiling, enjoying a night out with friends, while others sit and speculate. I could pick any person from this scene and tell their tale. Of course, it would be a work of pure fiction, as I’m sure I could never truly know what that man is wondering about, the one in the center looking towards the sky. Or the girl with her hand on her head, her elbow in the air. Did her boyfriend break up with her? Did she drink too much wine? Is she out of cigarettes? I could write a book of short stories all about the people who sat at the Bar du Marche on a warm summer evening in the city of Paris.
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