Finally, I made it to see Gertrude and Alice’s building at 27 rue de Fleurus. One rainy morning I jogged from the Marais to the apartment–and took some photos. It being garbage day made it all feel a bit unremarkable, so I went on and ran through the Luxembourg Gardens imaging Gertrude stomping thru in her sandals and brown corduroy with her dog, Basket.
I can’t get enough of all the beautiful shades of yellow flowers.
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