A Tale of Two Towers
The Eiffel Tower My feet hurt. I keep shifting my weight from one foot to the other, juggling the pain rather than confronting it evenly. I count down stations to Bir-Hakeim with an urgency that...
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There’s a person in a gorilla suit running about the base of the Eiffel, a hairy black blur between the metal of the tower and the colours of summer. The gorilla poses with kids for a few Euros parents...
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I’m on a bench in the middle of a footbridge on the Seine. After four hours at the Louvre, I’m exhausted, but it’s the last ten minutes in the Sun that are more telling. There’s no shade here, and the...
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I’m stepping into a picture that is made of paper and ink. I walk amidst the dusty aisles, running my fingertips against titles, new and old. So many words in one tiny space; I soak them in one by one....
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