“’Ello cherie, my darlings I’m going to go to the back and put some things away before I go, ok?” a slim red headed French woman named Jacqueline announced in her thick accent as she walked with grace backwards through her shop. She turned off the main lights passing by the counter leaving back up lights to illuminate her shop. It was small and simple, and gave off the wondrous feeling of a studio with its high golden brick walls that extended a ways down. There was one long rack pulled up... read more
