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Friday, September 4, 2009

existentialism and cigarettes

French class was for looking out windows, going out for a smoke, and my friend next to me doing my makeup. I somehow managed to get through Jean-Paul Sartre's Les Jeux Sont Faits with my bangs in my eyes.
photo by hanna