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«Mais oui, je suis une girafe M’a raconté la tour Eiffel, Et si ma tête est dans le ciel, C’est pour mieux brouter les nuages, Car ils me rendent éternelle. […]» Maurice Carême.
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«Il était tard; ainsi qu’une médaille neuve La pleine lune s’étalait, Et la solennité de la nuit, comme un fleuve Sur Paris dormant ruisselait.» Charles Baudelaire, les Fleurs du mal.
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“Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player, That struts and frets his hour upon the stage, And then is heard no more. It is a tale Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, Signifying nothing.” Shakespeare, Macbeth
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Breakout Deluxe.
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“Silence, I discover, is something you can actually hear.” Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore.
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Métro.
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“There is a crack in everything, that’s how the light gets in.” Leonard Cohen
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Sitting outside
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What a surprising photo
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London, Baker Street subway station, November 2012
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Décor de théâtre, Stage Set.
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“London is a riddle. Paris is an explanation.” Gilbert Keith Chesterton.
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London, the moon in Camden Town, November 2012.
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Paris
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“We never know if we’re not missing our life.” Proust.
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Gargoyles. Modern, commercial ones.
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To have the high ground.
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“A novel is a mirror carried along the road.” Stendhal.
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“Still round the corner there may wait, a new road or a secret gate.” J. R. R. Tolkien.
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Sortez couverts. (“Go covered”.)
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Angels are with you. For Raffamuffin.
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Night. Almost.
