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Me and my friend Cyprien sitting curbside on the streets of Cannes. This pic is stolen courtesy of my friend Sandrine, who is the only one who could get away with taking this pic. She says I look like a writer in this one. That's funny, because I am a writer. Va savoir?

Moi avec Veronique, Cristian, Edoardo, and William at the Petit Majestic. Good times. Everyone watched while I ate an entire pizza over the course of an hour.

So thanks to Roger and Moland (no thanks to Sandrine :-p) my blog is up and running. That way all of the world can share my obsessions and biases--and also catch up on all the decadence in my life.

First things first, then I'll work backwards, then forward again.