"Luck seems to follow you around." "Me?" I look at her, astonished.
I stare at myself reflected there in the window's pane, suspended in the heart of Paris, dreaming. Deux pieces. Trois pieces. One million pieces of Paris collapsed into this one apartment. I focus my camera and frame my lens around the window frame that frames my future. Snap.
It's amazing what you can do when someone believes in you.