A lonely ray of sunlight got lost over a glass surface forgotten by the night.
It won’t rain, I’m sure it won’t.
There is just a ritual to celebrate.
Every first night in Paris, we always go, at least for a drink, to le Havanita café.

We can walk.
Paris is made for walkers.
La Bastille is not far.
It won’t rain…




This photo is part of a series dedicated to my visual impressionf of a short stay in Paris...in transit.
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