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An impressionistic outlet for some of those thoughts, musical and otherwise, I don't have a chance to air in the media

Showing posts with label Bastille. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Bastille. Show all posts
Tuesday, 25 April 2017

Parisian Snow Maiden: into the Bastille woods

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Dyed Moroz, Old Man Frost, had released his icy grip - but not his cold east wind - when we arrived in Paris for six days which grew pro...
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