Je M'En Fous

The wind picks up, we take a corner fast and then up into the hills. Sunglasses, warm skin. We are being beautiful together. So what? Maybe the party finished. Maybe we need a ride home. That’s cool, let’s just walk. Let’s hitch a ride. Let’s swim in dawn, get made new. Let’s see what happens. Je M'En Fous is a brief impression of Santa Monica in June 1999.