Across the Lines

There's always something strange about the people on the other side of the line. It's like they're so close and yet so far. Just a briefcase's throw away and yet no question that you would actually make contact with them in any way apart from the odd furtive glance and swiftly avoided eye-contact. Typical Parisian life. Separate lives.

Great station this, by the way, if you don't know it already. Cluny la Sorbonne, as you can see, with the ceiling plastered (well, mosaiqued) with the pseudo-signatures of all the famous people who have lived in the area. Astounding. What a job that must have been!

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2007 Sab Will / Paris Set Me Free

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