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au coeur d'une ville de rêve: fontainbleau
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Au coeur d'une ville de rêve. Wednesday, November 19, 2008. In order not to be too much of a downer re: the subject of the last post, I'm including photos of my new favorite Paris excusion spot - Fountainbleau, a little town southeast of Paris that boasts a beautiful chateau and extensive grounds and forest. The edge of the forest. The chateau (which, of course, was closed - great timing! I am going to miss you this Thanksgiving! Can't wait to see you for Christmas! November 25, 2008 at 9:40 AM.
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au coeur d'une ville de rêve: Avez-vous choisi ce que vous voulez manger?
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Au coeur d'une ville de rêve. Wednesday, October 22, 2008. Avez-vous choisi ce que vous voulez manger? Having lived in Paris for a little over a month now, I have been lucky to just begin to skim the surface of the city's legendary cuisine. And over the past two weekends, I have also had visitors to accompany me on my search for my new favorite restaurant - well, really just adding to my ever-growing list of favorites. But by far my most dangerous discovery was La Durée. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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au coeur d'une ville de rêve: October 2008
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Au coeur d'une ville de rêve. Sunday, October 26, 2008. Long swaying swirls of sound. He held radical light. As music in his skull: music. Over ridges immanences of evening light. Back over the furrows of his brain. Into the dark, shuddered,. In long swaying swirls of sound:. Reality had little weight in his transcendence. His feet on the ground, was. And liked himself, and others, mostly. Nevertheless, when the. Light churned and changed. His head to music, nothing could keep him. Off the mountains, his.
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au coeur d'une ville de rêve: November 2008
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Au coeur d'une ville de rêve. Wednesday, November 19, 2008. In order not to be too much of a downer re: the subject of the last post, I'm including photos of my new favorite Paris excusion spot - Fountainbleau, a little town southeast of Paris that boasts a beautiful chateau and extensive grounds and forest. The edge of the forest. The chateau (which, of course, was closed - great timing! One too many yoricks. Literally) of scattered cadavers of long-forgotten Parisians. Most of these tunnels were used a...
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au coeur d'une ville de rêve
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Au coeur d'une ville de rêve. Wednesday, June 24, 2009. This city, however, does not tell its past, but contains it like the lines of a hand, written in the coursers of the streets, the gratings of the windows, the banisters of the steps, the antennae of the lightening rods, the poles of the flags, every segment marked in turn with scratches, indentations, scrolls.". New city. new post. coming soon. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). In the parlance of our times. The Completely Useless Guide to Paris.
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au coeur d'une ville de rêve: let them eat cake
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Au coeur d'une ville de rêve. Monday, October 6, 2008. Let them eat cake. This is a Jeff Koons sculpture. This is the courtyard of Versailles. I am in heaven. I have always been interested in texts (English major! And the monkey, Bubbles, reclining together among scattered flowers (a little unsettling) and his Hanging Heart. Sold at Sotheby's recently for $23.6 million. Love him or hate him, Koons' work has made definite ripples in the contemporary art world. Now the waves have crashed upon Versailles.
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au coeur d'une ville de rêve: long swaying swirls of sound
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Au coeur d'une ville de rêve. Sunday, October 26, 2008. Long swaying swirls of sound. He held radical light. As music in his skull: music. Over ridges immanences of evening light. Back over the furrows of his brain. Into the dark, shuddered,. In long swaying swirls of sound:. Reality had little weight in his transcendence. His feet on the ground, was. And liked himself, and others, mostly. Nevertheless, when the. Light churned and changed. His head to music, nothing could keep him. Off the mountains, his.
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au coeur d'une ville de rêve: September 2008
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Au coeur d'une ville de rêve. Tuesday, September 30, 2008. Never) a foggy day in london town. Following the very rushed move into my new apartment (thank god! I decided I'd had just about enough of Paris for now and jumped aboard the Eurostar to rendez-vous at Hotel Dwyer-Kirkland in London. While it's been said that the British are renowned for their deplorable cuisine, they seem to know how to impress their guests with the most delicious "ethnic" cuisine - isn't all food in a way "ethnic"? Still gettin...
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au coeur d'une ville de rêve: burn baby burn
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Au coeur d'une ville de rêve. Saturday, October 11, 2008. Week three in Paris. When I show up to class and begin to disrobe, a small colony of croissant flakes often spill out of my scarf and the particles of my delicious breakfast must be wiped off my coat lapels, leaving a lovely pile of breakfast residue below my chair. The cleaning people must love me! Now anyone who has been to a gym in America, or anyone who has simply witnessed the fast-paced, diet-conscious, "I'll have a Big Mac with a Diet.
