"Your smile looks like Dali's mustache," I said. "It is a surrealist smile." The girl with the smile like Dali's mustache smiled her surrealist smile. We were walking along the Seine. It was a dark day and it looked like rain.
"And you look like the man in the bowler hat in Magritte's painting 'Golconda," the girl replied. I smiled and tipped my bowler, then took the girls hand and opened my umbrella. The wind caught it, and we rose, softly, into the Paris sky.
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