Paris, the city that never sleeps. 1930. A white woman is infatuated by a black singer. Picture a small, smoky nightclub where the singer performs. Heads in the clouds, blues music in the air. Then the singer's abode, exotic, candle lit. They are masked and not alone.

Written for Erica Chappuis' Une Vie d'Artiste. Read the story HERE.

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