today i went to the flea market and got some hair ribbons and and then went to the park to drink the wine i bought for 1 euro. french women look like adrian brody and french men look like jakob dylan. there's also a lot of bow-legged peeps here.
robert approached dressing like living art. he would have a smoke and look at his few pieces of clothing while contemplating his accessories. waiting as robert decided on the right number of keys to hang on his belt loop was humorously maddening.