Chapter One. He was as tough and romantic as the city he loved. Behind his black-rimmed glasses was the coiled sexual power of a jungle cat. Oh, I love this. New York was his town, and it always would be.
Student riots, Rue Saint-Jacques, Paris, May 1968.
[Credit : Gilles Caron]
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