Ice cream in Paris

August 23, 2013

“Hell is riding, endlessly, a bus through different parts of the city, looking all the same, indistinguishable one from another, for the best ice cream, near the house of Victor Hugo.”
Sartre

I think I’m the only one in the world who saw the cat walk along that ledge six stories above the ground. I really ought to finish all the windows.

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