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Pictures from the Past Week

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at the Café du Marché

23:48. 41° at the Café du Marché. Windy outside, hiding beneath an ineffective space-heater.

Today, I bought Gauloises at a tabac on rue de Bretagne. Like fancy-named Camel Lights. And fancy tastes better.

The combination of over-stimulation and lack of comprehensive information can be a bit immobilising, writing-wise. Which is a poor argument for not writing…

Yesterday, we lunched at Bob’s Kitchen, a juice bar and haven for vegan/gluten-free food-lovers. Afterwards, we walked to Colette and picked up A Magazine Curated by Stephen Jones (then, in the checkout line, I inexplicably needed to purchase a kitschy limited-edition Marc Jacobs Coca-Cola Light bottle).

Janneane, via @ballarde instagramToday, I walked along the Canal St-Martin with Janneane in the (all-too-rare) sunlight, sipping drinks on the water-side benches, eating our pain au chocolat pastries from Du Pain et Des Idées, taking photographs and laughing at nothing/everything. As the afternoon wind and clouds began to creep in, we ambled back to the Marais, arriving home in time for the workday to start (the six-hour time difference is still off-putting). Spent the evening getting an IndySpectator article and an IndyHub enews ready to send.

I’ve been trying to write for this blog (so: ostensibly, more for others and less for myself; more lucid & practical and less verse-ish). Thus far, I haven’t been super successful…

I’ve been maintaining my newspaper archival, buying copies of Libération and scavenging Le Monde & Le Figaro discards from café tables and trash cans.

I carry my Canon T2i with me everywhere, taking snapshots compulsively – mostly of political posters and graffiti and instagram-able prettiness and/or grittiness. Continue reading