I know his tricks, and I can recognise the face, his, or of one of his “staff“, as he likes to call his minions. I have seen him a few times, in the old city, never in the same guise, even as an attractive person, disappearing at will in the crowd. Always, I heed his moves, his looks, for, sometime, he betrays his goal, his intentions, and reveals who will be his next prey.
Photo: Noter-Dame de Paris, collection privée, Paris in the 30’s.
Ominous intentions. Makes you want to look over your shoulder.
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