Paris, April 2012.
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I really hate not having a 3G connection in the RER, but one happy byproduct of not being able to access the mighty Internets is that I’m forced to remedy my boredom by revisiting the photo archives on my phone. Yesterday, somewhere around Bastille, I discovered these shots from a fun evening at the perennial Perle a few months ago. I’ve always had a visual weak spot for marinières and pretty, bearded men.