thomas de wouters

I take the subway this morning in Paris. Next to me a loving couple. They are so close that I touch him. So in love that the entire world around them comes down to a simple look. The rest, us, the metallic luster, the noise, all those hurried people going to work, nothing exists.

 

Fortunately the 35mm lens is on my Nikon. I take it. I do not exist to them, I am invisible. The kiss is in their eyes. I press the button.

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Subway of Paris, October 25, 2014