These are shots of a few of the postcards I picked up from one of the hundreds of old book and print stands along the Seine the other week when I was in Paris. I love that there are inscriptions of love, friendship, irritation and even danger (the second photo from the bottom holds them all in a note to Lucie) and they can be relived and discovered all these years later. And what beautiful handwriting!
The bottom photograph is a pile of postcards I have to send out the next time I go walking.
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