mon freres

For some reason, Baudelaire is the patron saint of my evening. This clumsy photoshoppe is from several years ago, I can tell because of the upper right corner's filter.

Baudalaire's Idiot Wind O' Evil
C'est l'Ennui!—l'oeil chargé d'un pleur involontaire,
Il rêve d'échafauds en fumant son houka.
Tu le connais, lecteur, ce monstre délicat,
—Hypocrite lecteur,—mon semblable,—mon frère!

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“Paris Spleen (New Directions Paperbook)” (Charles Baudelaire)

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