I stayed in a converted artist’s studio on Rue d’Amsterdam near the Place de Clichy (can I say I “lived” there? I was there for a month).
Every day I would walk through a gate that looked almost identical to this one, carrying my groceries, my school books or whatever I picked up from Printemps.
This shot from The Selby took me right back there. And makes me want to return to that pretty city. Bad.
