A treasure-trove

Somewhere in Paris, there's a secret room where are stored most of the collections of Sébastien Meunier. I was lucky to be one of the few people authorized to go in.

For many hours, Sébastien, with his playful mood, took clothes out of boxes, twirled around, finding a coat here, a pair of pants there and his memories coming back with it.

And for many hours, before all this so clever, so bright, discoveries I tirelessly repeated : "I love it, I love it..." really thankful for his trusting me.

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