After emerging from the Parisian subway into the middle of a Hezbollah rally, I quickly made an egress (after snapping a few shots, of course), and found this really awesome fruit dessert cafe along the Seine.
I thought this was sort of an armageddon / apocalypse / revelations view of Notre Dame. I was lucky that day with the clouds that makes this place look more extreme… even though it is pretty extreme on its own anyway.
Here is a non-HDR shot of the Petit Palais, which is not so petite, but it is moreso than the Grand Palais from across the street.
Here is a map from Google maps about where I was… testing this thing out:
He would not tell me his name.
He would not tell me his dreams.
I found him at a pro-Hezbollah rally in Paris. I asked if I could take a photograph of his interesting face. He tapped his ear, looked sideways, and then said I could take his picture even though “you have the blue eyes.”