So many things to see... so many hands have spent so much time preparing the perfect display.
So I find myself, window gazing, searching out definitive moments of front shop flair, through hazy arrays, and wondering if I can interact with them in some strange way.
And so I find, echoes of days, evidence of the fingers that placed the figure, that caught the attention, of errant lens, that alerted the guy, who took the shot, then wrote the piece, that you're reading right now. A confection. A connection. Double glazing reflecting perfection.
© Sab Will / Paris Set Me Free 2006
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