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Between the shelves
"Camille read the way other people breathe — constantly, without thinking about...
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La cuisine
"The kitchen is where a day actually begins. Not in the grand...
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Le nœud bleu
"I have drawn her from behind more times than from the front....
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Les portes fleuries
"She had a habit of stopping in front of flower-covered doorways. She...
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Les prés fleuris
"There were days when we drove out of the city and did...
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Novembre en feu
"There is one week in November when the trees along certain boulevards...
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Our apartment
"The apartment was on the fourth floor. The windows were tall and...
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Somewhere quieter
"On weekends we sometimes left Paris entirely. Camille liked the quiet. I...
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The café sketches
"While she browsed the bookshops, I drew the cafés. Each one is...
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We met in Paris
"I arrived in Paris on a scholarship and left — twelve years...