Sunday, August 16, 2009

Un Coeur, S'il Vous Plaît.

Experts from French corner of the world telling that only musicians with licences can play music in Paris Underground, which they get, fairly winning in the official competition. The musical fight for legal being in eternal draught! [Amazing.] The source of profit and challenge of life. But I guess the true issue of this "being" is far more deeper than eternal wind on the stairs. It's all about Love-thing, I guess.

City of Paris. The Morning [Bonjour!]. Kisses on both cheeks. The Smell of newly-baked croissants, lyrical and drizzling rain, small parks, miniature streets and lifers around. Those, who never hurry, but are always on time. Sensitive keepers of old stuff. Listening music on vynil plates and sharing memories. Talking much. Giving flowers to their heart-ladies and arguing about politics. And tasting life like newly-baked croissants. [Slow down. Pleasure up.]

Wax Tailor featuring Charlotte Savary - Seize the Day... sharing pleasant melancholy of my contemplation. Delicious music piece from "Paris" movie. About those - Sentimental and punctual, disigning life as molecular equation and dreaming out future plans, playing modern harlots and being imigrants. About those, who are young again and in love, and those, who live their last days, while being young. About colorful games of destiny.
Imaginary Paris. More to love...

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