a train station, a painting, a perfume

On my weekend wanderings through Paris along with my fun, new camera, I went off to the Gare de l’Est (the East Train Station) to catch a picture of this absolutely fantastic painting. For the moment in my blog, I agree, this painting has nothing really to do with perfume – but in my personal universe it does. I’ll get there.

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