In Paris, it is well known, everyone abandons the city for a few weeks in August. This inner sanctum in a building bordering le Marais could not be the exception. It was protected from the public by a high fence and its sole function, it seemed, was not to please the roving eye of the tourist but simply to feel the breeze on lazy afternoons.
Sunday 16 September 2007
El mundo se ha detenido en el silencio de las tres de la tarde en esta oscura vidriera del Boulevard de Sebastopol.
Nada habrá de alterar la calma muerta de estas maquetas sin cabeza, mientras el tiempo avanza a media marcha y del cielo comienzan a desprenderse suaves perlas sobre las cabezas de hombres que discuten en voz alta, en idiomas desconocidos en las esquinas del Faubourg Saint Denis.
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