At a recent visit to the Met, I wandered around the small photography exhibit and discovered Brassai. I feel dumb (my inferiority complex kicking in) because when I Googled and looked him up in Wikipedia, he's apparently well-known and well-loved. The pictures displayed at the exhibit showed Parisian scenes at night: in alleys, after-hours bars, bordellos. They had the feel of film noir - a term yet to be coined at that time. Paris + film noir = I'm there.
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