Sunday morning. In a coffeehouse, "The Last Time I Saw Paris" is playing on the radio.

It is often rainy in Paris and Modigliani
used to walk about under a large and
very old umbrella.

It is a photograph of Giacometti that comes to mind. Taken a six months before the sculptor died, he is crossing a rainy Parisian street with a raincoat pulled over his head like a cowl. In a different century, a different city, I wear a raincoat, but I also carry a very old umbrella.


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