Paris, my adoptive city. 

My first address was the 82 Rue de Rochechouart . 

Really young at that time, I was dreaming of discovering this mysterious town. Every day I will leave the 82 to get lost in its immensity and at night I will go back to it.  

I will then write to my parents about the magnificent things that I have seen during my explorations. The 82 is and will remain a landmark, a lucky charm, a place where I feel good. 

This collection is the reflection of the memories that I hold dear about that City that never sleeps and that gave so much to me.