The woman had clearly lost her mind long before her car sped, illegally and dangerously, through the streets of Paris and crashed.

A sick, doe-eyed f*ck-wit; she married even more power and money...heigh-ho, poor little rich girl.

__________________
"A man's work is nothing but this slow trek to rediscover, through the detours of art, those two or three great and simple images in whose presence his heart first opened."