Vertigo — 2012/10/28

I've been writing these promenades for a little over a year. It is, therefore, a form of an anniversary. Time is an unfathomable vertigo that colors my eyes.


On Madison's road many times stride — 2012/02/01

In his notebook, which he describes as intimate, Laurent wrote a frank and pretty bill, Le troisième homme. Laurent writes very well. I would add that he writes better than me. I also have a girlfriend who writes much better than me, who has an exemplary syntax and vocabulary. In short, I might have wanted to write such a post, even if I don't like the conclusions, especially since we are repeating here the endless Madison Road.