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Sunday, September 30, 2012

The beautiful F Market


4 Comments:

Blogger Tall Gary said...

The busy reflections on the side belie the opaqueness of the rear. We used to have what we called “streetcars” in L.A. when I was a lad. You City people were smart enough not to allow that to happen up there. Do kids still put pennies on the tracks to flatten them?

I wonder if the conductor lives in a place like this; takes ocean cruises in this; or travels by air via this.

Adelaide of Susa may have given birth to Bertha of Savoy in that same trolley car on a certain September 21st. Oh, but wait. That would be too modern. It must have been in this.

12:23 AM  
Blogger claude said...

J'adore !

12:58 AM  
Blogger Tomate Farcie said...

Merci!

10:22 AM  
Anonymous Tietie007 said...

Tomate, t'as pas fini en gazpacho au moins ?

12:46 PM  

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