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Paris, station Châtelet, quai de la ligne 7, direction La Courneuve, samedi 3 novembre 2007

à J.W.

y'a quelqu'un…?

barbapapa et badminton

Cotton candy and badminton: thin as air, the solidity of the human body dislocating around them like an ice floe upon warming currents.

37 blueberries

Damn! The engine changed my age overnight to 37 without consulting me beforehand. One can't trust these machines. Je regarde mes mains, et elles me racontent une autre histoire.

racket

I missed the bus, but on the opposite sidewalk, dumped at the foot of a tree rue de Tolbiac, waiting for the garbage lorry, were these.

what I ate today

I call it a sausage potato green pepper egg and cheese melt on a bed of caramelized starch. And it was GOOD!

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