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Palais-Royal

\pa.lɛ ʁwa.jal\

“… and what about us?”, he asked. “I have Paris”, she answered meditatively.

In a minute she finished her espresso and was ready to leave. It was exactly the same day as a year ago when they met under the arches of Palais Royal in a tiny space of the Cafe Kitsuné. As back then, she was screwing up her eyes to hide from the bright Sun rays and her shoulders and collarbones were glowing as a silk-satin. He knew they might accidently meet again. Somewhere on the street or at the Sunday flea-market they both loved. But it was the last time he could share this We moment with her.

Model with Laimushka black leather oversized clutch in Paris, Palais Royal

Model with Laimushka quilted nude leather handbag in Paris, Palais Royal

Laimushka black leather handbag with shoulder strap on the floor in Paris, Palais Royal

Model in trench coat with Laimushka grey leather shoulder bag in Paris, Palais Royal

Palais Royale garden in Summer, Paris.
White ceilings and columns in Palais Royale, Paris.
Laimushka grey leather quilted handbag with shoulder strap in front of the column in Palais Royale

Laimushka dark grey quilted silk pillow clutch bag on the floor in Paris, Palais Royal

Laimushka nude leather quilted handbag with shoulder strap in front of the wall in Palais Royal

Model in Frech garden with Laimushka light blue silk clutch bag in Paris.
Laimushka light blue silk pillow bag in French garden in Paris

Black and white photo of a model with Laimushka quilted leather handbag sitting on a chair in Palais Royal in Paris

Model sitting on the Colonnes de Buren in Palais Royal with Laimushka black leather handbag

Model in front of the wall in Palais Royal with Laimushka dark grey quilted silk pillow clutch bag

Model sitting on the floor with Laimushka swarovski crystal earrings in Parisian apartment

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