«“The world is governed by chance. Randomness stalks us every day of our lives.” Paul Auster.

Paris, Clok’s serie (tentative d’épuisementdepletion attemptof Belleville, right now, July 2, 2014 (mobile).

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“And those who were seen dancing were thought to be insane by those who could not hear the music.” Friedrich Nietzsche

Paris, fête de la Musique, Laumière, June 21, 2014 (mobile).

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“It is by no means an irrational fancy that, in a future existence, we shall look upon what we think our present existence, as a dream.” Edgar Allan Poe

Paris, porte de Vanves, June 20, 2014 (mobile).

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Window on her soul.

“We all live in a house on fire, no fire department to call; no way out, just the upstairs window to look out of while the fire burns the house down with us trapped, locked in it.” Tennessee Williams.

Paris, les Champs-Élysées, June 19, 2014 (right now, mobile).

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“Era verde el silencio, mojada era la luz, temblaba el mes de Junio como una mariposa.” Pablo Neruda.
(“Green was the silence, wet was the light, the month of June trembled like a butterfly.”)

Paris, le Marais, June 7, 2014 (mobile).

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“Darkness cannot drive out darkness: only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate: only love can do that.” Martin Luther King Jr.

Paris, porte de Vanves, June 6, 2014 (mobile).

For my Pop & Mom, young lovers on “Juno Beach” while June 6th, 1944, was just about to land.

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«Nationalism is an infantile thing. It is the measles of mankind.» Albert Einstein.

France gave big powers to the extreme right-wing party during elections to govern Europe on Sunday. By laziness, indifference and stupidity. Shame and fear.

Paris, Nation subway station, May 25, 2014 (mobile).

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«Le temps efface tout comme effacent les vagues
Les travaux des enfants sur le sable aplani
Nous oublierons ces mots si précis et si vagues
Derrière qui chacun nous sentions l’infini.» Marcel Proust

(“Time erases everything like the waves erase the works of the children on the levelled sand. We shall forget these words so precise and so vague behind which the two of us felt the infinity.”)

Paris, Clok’s serie (tentative d’épuisementdepletion attemptof Belleville, May 2014 (mobile).

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“Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance, you must keep moving.” Albert Einstein.

Four days in Bruges…

Bruges, Belgium, May 1st-4th, 2014.

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“Enfin! seul! On n’entend plus que le roulement de quelques fiacres attardés et éreintés. Pendant quelques heures, nous posséderons le silence, sinon le repos. Enfin! la tyrannie de la face humaine a disparu, et je ne souffrirai plus que par moi-même.
Enfin! il m’est donc permis de me délasser dans un bain de ténèbres! D’abord, un double tour à la serrure. Il me semble que ce tour de clef augmentera ma solitude et fortifiera les barricades qui me séparent actuellement du monde.” Baudelaire

(Finally! Alone! One do not hear more than the rotation of some backward and fatigued hackney cabs. For a few hours, one will possess the silence, otherwise the rest. Finally! The tyranny of the human face disappeared, and I shall not suffer more than by myself.
Finally! It is thus allowed me to relax in a bath of darkness! At first, a double lock. It seems to me that this key lock will increase my solitude and will strengthen the barricades which separate me now from the world.)

Four days in Bruges…

Bruges, Belgium, May 1st-4th, 2014.

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