Sketched in Par-ee, loitering in the Tuileries with a couple cute chicks. I doubt he was even 16, but already hard at work perfecting that veneer of soulful brooding (a great strategy for masking mere adolescent moodiness--but who knows? maybe this was true "soul"?). Ladies, did you ever love yourself some bad boy?
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Wait--I wasn't the one loitering with the cute chicks. It was the kid.
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