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The Grace of Cannes - Day 8 / Beatrice Behn

My grace of Cannes is at the far end of the Croisette, cowered on the floor between Chanel and Dolce & Gabbana.
"I need gas money for my Ferrari" his sign says and he sits there smiling, while hundreds of feet wearing shoes whose value could feed him for a month pass by, rushing to the glitz and glamor, running to attend a film premiere. Only minutes later the French police has him removed.