circling the drain in the 19th

J’adore le graffiti in Paris. Shot these during one perilously perturbed afternoon as my mood was figuratively (and literally) kicking la merde through the streets of my arrondissement. It seemed every time I lifted my head I spotted one of these life-persevered-clad-men. I have since seen them on many corners in Paris and they always make me smile buoying me a bit from whatever state.