Stop here please.
Foujita fell in love with one of his models, Lucie Badoud, whom he called "Youki", meaning snow in Japanese, because of how pale her skin was. Both Foujita and Youki were used to open relationships, and when she fell in love with French surrealist poet Robert Desnos, they tried a sort of ménage à trois in this house with a predestined number... but that didn’t really work out. So after some additional problems with the French tax office, Foujita left Paris and gave a letter of advice to Desnos on how to take care of Youki.
And now, we too will leave square Monsouris and I’ll tell you more about the three of them as we walk. Let’s walk to the end of the street, take note of the large park in the distance but turn right instead without crossing the street.