we met in Trocadèro. it was raining.
"don't take pictures, save your camera," he told me. i didn't care.
there was a moment - the moment between the camera clicks when you actually forget the clicks and then there is one extra click between the others; one you don't catch to prepare for.
i was subconsciously right.
it takes some rain to make an Englishman smile.
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