There's our portrait, in a art gallery window in Paris.Somehow I prefer this sort of portrait to the ones where you hand over the camera to a friendly-looking stranger and mug in front of the Eiffel Tower or something. But you knew that about me. I also like it when at least one of us is sort of obscured, becoming one with the stuff displayed and the reflection. I also like it if a few stray hairs stick up from my generally disheveled hairdo. That's the 'je ne sais quoi' I'm going for. You guys know I'm mostly kidding here, right?
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