The Postscript: Angel’s Front Door
I used to have a friend who lived in Paris. Paris is expensive. Angel bought the largest apartment she could afford, and it was tiny. But, because it was in Paris, she had a lot of visitors. Friends and family came to see her, and in order to get to her place and back, they would take the subway.
In the subway are photo booths; they have been there for many years. Angel loved the photo booths,…