Déjeuener sur l’Herbe

I was looking for armored trains in Russian civil war. I stepped into this photograph. They were young men, just out of their boyhood. They ate their rations on a meadow. Siberia, or the vast Ukraine. Not a gala luncheon at all. La Chapelle winked. David Leavitt said something about leather. Techno music, maybe. Then, once again into the tight carriages.