Paris, France (1971)
Growing up, I remember photographers going around with wild animals on the Italian beaches, to get people to have their picture taken with them.
They then gave you a card and you'd go to pick up the picture. I found this one in my grandmother's treasure chest last summer, after she died.
Although I had forgotten everything about it, the picture brought back memories:
It was my first encounter with a hairy creature trying to kiss me!
I was thrilled and afraid. But in the end, I let him kiss me.
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