If I was to tell you how many copies of 'A Nous Paris' Ken wrote in tonight at Jussieu, you wouldn't believe me. I wouldn't believe me ... but then, considering how much we had had to drink I was quite happy to just sit there in a smiley daze, watching the trains arrive, taking photos of people faces, listening to the sound that announces the doors are about to close ... and watching them zoom off again.
That noise, the 9 second door alarm thing ... that's Paris to me. Sometimes when I am away I hear it in my head.
I think that suggests I should maybe walk more than I do.
3 comments:
you paint such a beautiful scene with words...lovely....
wow. that sounds incredible and beautiful.
my boyfriend and i hope to get ourselves to paris one day very soon.
- Tina ... thank you, once again.
- Jasmine ... thank you. And yes, you really got to get yourselves over here one day very soon!
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