Hình ảnh - 1975 (kết xuất 2k)

When I saw Claire again for the first time that summer, it was at a party given by, oh, let's say the exes near the Place de la Concorde.

The entire summer had been lovely, but that evening was particularly beautiful.

I was late as usual.

Normally, I detest literary cocktail parties,

as anyone who attends them regularly should,