Ah, those French. They are so much more evolved than us. Jolie laide (ugly-pretty) is their term for a sort of off-key beauty. Uh, not that I am, just that I appreciate the balance in the lop-sided. And I struggle for grace in a city that grants moments of beauty and ugliness breathtakingly close to one another, sometimes creating a gorgeous gasp of a moment. So here is some of what I see.
Ah, those French. They are so much more evolved than us. Jolie laide (ugly-pretty) is their term for a sort of off-key beauty. Uh, not that I am, just that I appreciate the balance in the lop-sided. And I struggle for grace in a city that grants moments of beauty and ugliness breathtakingly close to one another, sometimes creating a gorgeous gasp of a moment. So here is some of what I see.
The street light filters through long curtains, making the room blue and black. He takes off his clothes. There is a large tattoo covering his lower back. "Use me like a toy," he says. Even though that had been my intention, I no longer want to.
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