Here’s a photo of North West in New York City. At the mere age of 1, North is already developing the soul of someone much older and wiser than her year. Look at how she furrows her brow and squints her eyes while wearing all black. Perhaps this Mommy-and-Me photo was snapped at a café in the Village where it’s somehow magically the 1950s, and where North likes to sip a tiny mug of steamed breast milk, light a Gauloise, and babble about Kant and how pointless it all is. Or perhaps this is just the return of her pee face.