I love dogs.

But in Paris they are ugly.

Sometimes.

They walk

like their masters Jjong jjong.

Then again there is a different kind too.

A master-dog type. A real relationship.

I yawn.

I put a music to my ears, to my heart.

99% of it.

Somebody told me that it was a question of taste.

Then it must be my taste.

03/2017