PARIS88: ECHOES OF A LOST ERA

The air pulsates with the phantom scent of Gauloises cigarettes and cheap perfume. Paris, 1988, glimmers in our memories as a city of rebellion energy, where music breathed through the streets and the dawn brought read more a world painted vibrantly. The graffiti on once-bleak walls whispered tales of dreams both chased, while the rhythm of the cit