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"At the end of the year 1975, Jane Evelyn Atwood, who had recently moved to Paris, produced her first photo report in black and white, with a simple, effective and sensitive style. By meeting a prostitute on Rue des Lombards, she discovered a world in which everything fascinated her: extraordinary characters, incredible costumes, the way the women saw the men... The entrance to the building was shabby, the walls were filthy, the floor was covered in cigarette butts and there was an overwhelming smell of piss, but the desire to get to know these women better convinced Jane Evelyn Atwood to share their lives.
More than thirty years later, Éditions Xavier Barral is drawing together all of this little-known work by Jane Evelyn Atwood for the first time. It is a fitting homage to these women, to their generosity and to the nightlife of Paris in the late seventies. "
160 pages - Linen hardcover in hard slipcase
Éditions Xabier Barral, 2011
Format : 22.4 x 33.2 cm
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