“Je suis un mensonge qui dit toujours la vérité.”
“I am a lie that always tells the truth.”
~ Jean Cocteau ~
Digitally enhanced image created from a photo of an umbilicus taken in Spring 2001.
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LES SECRETS LES MOINS AVOUÉS DE LA CHAIR
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