Vermeer cum Starbucks


My most sincere apologies, Ma’am, but I could not resist. You were sitting in a Starbucks window, in one of Leed’s most lovely passages. The combination of muted colors, reminiscent of Balthus and Vermeer, your quiet posture and concentration were a story per se. A story I wanted to steal.

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