“I started screaming New York-style obscenities.”
Richard Nahem
Banque Société Générale in the Marais
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moments of illumination in the city of light011 “I started screaming New York-style obscenities.”
010 “Her soul is okay though, she’s just received Holy Communion at Saint-Nicolas, one station before”
009 “It felt like if things continued the way they were, my body would disintegrate”
008 “It reminded me of an Yves Saint Laurent dress, of mermaids and of Christmas”
007 “I felt a sense of relief as I experienced the rare soothing absence of fluorescent light”
006 “My fist flew wildly and connected with the warm Parisian evening air”
005 “Someone handed me a plastic cup of white wine and I sipped it so I didn’t have to make conversation”
004 “The white winter sunshine makes it warm enough for tourists and locals to sit outside the cafe on the Place des Abbesses”
003 “Two cans of beer in the thin plastic bag”
002 “Je ne suis pas une femme facile”
001 “His guitar was underscoring my morning ride beyond Gare du Nord through the graffitied suburbs”
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