Having just finished going through the last of the 245 Paris Metro stations (seemed more like 400 hundred, to be honest), now I'm playing the role of the flaneur, the man who strolls the streets without purpose, observing all that he sees. I'm off to dinner, but here are two picts from today that can only be paired because of the incongruent use of animals. The lion/dead ostrich is from the Luxembourg Parc, while the alligator is a the quay across from the Conciergerie, the prison where many, including Marie Antoinette, were imprisoned before losing their heads.
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