Down the road where my father's office was in a temporary building back in the fifties, and then it started to rain lightly and we took refuge under the tower, which was guarded by soldiers with ominous looking guns. I saw a bus cross the Champs de Mars in the distance and we walked that way along luxury streets.
Old Station, New Castle
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We are back with the reality of the old after yesterday's brief flirtation
with the imagined future! I always call this particular photo of mine
(dat...
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