One minute joy between Champs Elysées and Franklin R.


This morning (24/07) around 9h you were waiting on the platform Champs Elysées Clemenceau for the metro. When you entered the line 1 I was holding my breath during the one minute ride to Franklin Roosevelt, staring at you…then I - blond hair, blue shirt, jeans and a black sports bag- left the metro without looking at you or saying a word…I will never see you again beautiful stranger with your brown hair, white shirt, tattoos on your arm and your huge backpack….