“These shapes exaggerated out of all measure or distorted as if seen refracted through water” – Joris-Karl Huysmans, […]
Calais
“The night had come home.” – Louis-Ferdinand Céline, Journey to the End of the Night Everything functions now […]
“The town itself, let us admit, is ugly.” – Albert Camus, The Plague Rang-du-Fliers is not much to […]
“The boulevard Noir is inhuman.” – Jean-Paul Sartre, Nausea I’ve been here before. Last time it was June. […]
“That simple, pallid, spectacled head became for him at that moment a little island of warm human awareness […]
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