From left to right: Chopin's muse, the tiled dome of mausoleum and what I can only assume is a dementor. All in Pere Lachaise cemetery, Paris.
Under the cut lies Oscar Wilde's monument's much-kissed avoirdupois, which you may notice is, er, lacking in a certain quarter.
I don't know about you, but this makes me wonder what the people who stole Wilde's joy did with it. Do you offer it up on the black market? Auction it on eBay? Grind it down and sell it as an aphrodisiac powder? I imagine he would have liked that.