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I fell in love with Lady Eiffel years ago but alas our love is doomed. For she is eternal, and I am but flesh and bone, and she'll be here long after I'm pushing up fag-ends under the gravel between her toes...
I've written a few poems about the Eiffel Tower, and I was reminded of
one of them recently by a great guy who came on one of my photo tours,
and he even inspired me to put all my old poems and whacky
self-portraits up on the new site, which is what I'm in the process of
doing.
Paris photographer Sab Will invites you to share his unique view of the city he loves. Paris Set Me Free captures Sab's personal observations, which rub shoulders with photographic analysis in his eclectic and sometimes irreverent 'snapshots' of life in the French capital. For his complete bio, look here .
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I fell in love with Lady Eiffel years ago but alas our love is doomed. For she is eternal, and I am but flesh and bone, and she'll be here long after I'm pushing up fag-ends under the gravel between her toes...









