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Paris: City of Lights... And Shadows
Paris, my eternal love affair. In my late twenties I lived in this city for a year. I explored its streets, its beauty, its unique charms. I rode its streets in my bicycle, rode the Metro almost daily, learned the language, bathed in its culture, and met Parisians and non-Parisians alike, becoming friends with so many of them. In short, I lived life, intensively. In the process I became Paris, in heart and soul. When visiting France after so many years, I tried to re-connect, through my camera lenses, with a part of myself who never really left...
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And Normandy, a place that reminds us of France as our defining bastion of freedom and the sacrifices it entails.
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