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A la période des résultats du bac, ils se sentaient un peu proches l'un de l'autre.

Lui était pris là où il voulait aller, sans attaches, il était content de quitter sa province, ses parents, ses potes qui se foutaient toujours de lui de toutes façons. Elle allait commencer une alternance au Conseil Général, plutôt attachée à sa famille, et à son département. Mais ils avaient les mêmes sensibilités sur les même sujets de discussion.

Il avait trouvé une coloc rue Marcadet. Elle allait rester quartier Saint-Sever.

Pendant ses derniers jours de grandes vacances, avant d'aller s'acheter un clic-clac chez Conforama Pont-Neuf, il passait ses journées avec elle, en amis. Il savait que ça faisait un peu de peine à ses parents. Elle se demandait pourquoi elle l'avait jamais trop calculé pendant l'année de terminale.

La veille de son départ, il a plu fort, d'un coup. Une pluie d'été, une vraie. Une pluie d'été qui prévient que ceux qui regardent les prévisions météo. Une pluie d'été qui sent la pluie d'été.

Comme y avait l'odeur du gazon mouillé, puis comme ils se trouvaient beaux avec des cheveux collés sur leurs fronts, ils se sont embrassés.

Puis ils se sont éloignés de 15 centimètres - juste assez pour que le visage de l'autre ne soit plus flou.

Et ils se sont embrassés encore.

Ce baiser là, le deuxième, il sentait la carte 12-25.

 

http://geekafterall.fr/public/Lacarte1225mesouhaiteunebonneanne_F4AE/1225gardelesmilesncf.jpg

 


Image: Geek after all

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Amen is the Best place for having a strong opinion in the world. Amen. Hell no! Screenshot

 

A "topic" page is automatically created after the first "Hell no!".

It can be either informative...

TED is the Best Conference Series Ever. Amen.

...just for fun...

Wedding-DJ is the Worst Wedding-related Job Ever. Amen.

...or totally kick-ass by dealing incredible marketing data!...

Kölsh is the Best Beer Ever. Amen.

...Provided Amen will become popular enough for getting accurate insights.

That's the reason why the "just for fun" topics are also very important: fun => self-esteem => retention

 

So, get the most out of it: try it out instead of browsing this crappy website.

If you get Amen, connect with me!

Peugeot 204 is the Best Amen User Number Ever. Amen.

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Toi, tu es tout ce qu'il y a de plus typique.

Tu trouves plus intéressant ce genre de photo

http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l5u06mI2yO1qzfjmqo1_500.jpg

Par rapport à ce genre de photo

http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l6abkbaTFf1qck3p5o1_500.jpg

Et même plus impressionnant ce genre de photo

http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lk3061ZmIC1qck2jyo1_500.jpg

Plutôt que ce genre de photo

http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_le4rzuQ1gz1qz7lxdo1_500.jpg

Alors, pourquoi les gens te prennent pour quelqu'un de si spécial?

 

 


Sources images: tristement inconnues,
mais curated par ffffound & dig a black pony

Musique: Vincent Delerm - Catégorie Bukowski

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9 septembre 2011 5 09 /09 /septembre /2011 00:00
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Some might say they didn't need a TED talk or a toutattaché post to figure that out, but...

This may explain why different cities carry different atmospheres.


While unpacking your stuff, didn't you ever find yourself saying "people over there are so... I don't know, they seemed happy in the streets".

Might be some holiday-excitment combined with an after-holiday-blues, but not only I would say. Here's my experience...

 

I happened to study in a French big city, which was not Paris. In France, every city which isn't Paris is actually much smaller. So we could say I studied in a middle-sized city called Lille.

For some reason, I used to spend a couple of days in Paris from time to time, so I was taking the subway at the same period, in both cities.

 

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If you watch the TED talk on the bottom, you'll notice a little joke about the subway in New York City.

 From 8'00''

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In the Parisian subway, there is this whole heavy atmosphere which makes everyone clustered within themselves, between their headphones, avoiding everyone else's look. At the same time, when you get out of the subway station, you're complaining about the lack of humanity and the very few contacts you get to have with people in the subway - just like everyone else.

There are even those websites, especially made for subway users to release their agressivity or affection, once back home or at the office. Or perhaps, in their little personal cluster, they're using their smartphone to communicate. So what is for sure is that, as Parisian subway users, we definitely cannot have a conversation IRL.

 Or only, in very specific cases:

- When we are getting into a trouble.

- When we are causing a trouble.

But in case we're witnessing a trouble, we usually just shut up, don't we?

Well, you got it. No friendly chat in the Métropolitain.

 

Several hands are put on an escalator handrail. Black & White

 

One hour away from there, there's Lille! The middle-sized city. For some reason, people in there brought me something more. And - I have to confess it - I was also a better person while I was in Lille, compared to my Parisian character. More open, more communicative, more smiley.

Everytime I was back from Paris, my impression was the same: anything would make a conversation happen in Lille's subway. One smile, you smile back and you're casually talking with an unknown person just because he or she's carrying lots of grocery bags, or flowers, or just a funny dog.

How precious: your citizen-mates make you happy! As a thank-you, you're making them happy as well, and none of you is even conscious about this.

I also assume these arrivals in Lille were showing after-Paris-excitments combined with Paris-blues, which enhance the contrast of atmosphere between the two cities.


Hey! Who knows why?

Who knows how the alchemy is happening?

Now, here's the talk which I got some inspiration from.

Maybe, you'll have some hypothesis about the alchemy, after watching that...

 

 

And I love middle-sized european cities.

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I recently visited a few abandoned and historical places. I also noticed some tours all around the world in places where historical shit happened. I live in Berlin (!).

Funny enough, this "trend" of discovering destroyed and sometimes morbid places now has a relevant name! Given by the photographer Ambroise Tezenas: Dark Tourism, this is the name of his photo album.

A few examples below, all credits go to Ambroise:

 

http://foco.me/wp-content/uploads/2010/04/ambroise-tezenas-1.jpg

Sichuan, China

Shit happened in 2008

http://www.lesphotographes.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/03/srilanka.jpg

Sri Lanka

Shit happened in 2004

http://www.lesphotographes.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/03/dark03.jpg

Dallas, USA

Shit happened in 1963

http://foco.me/wp-content/uploads/2010/04/ambroise-tezenas-8.jpghttp://www.lesphotographes.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/03/dark02.jpg

Chernobyl, Ukrain

Shit happened in 1986

http://zoumzoum.blogs.liberation.fr/.a/6a00e550e0cd72883301543452f1df970c-pi

Karosta prison, Latvia

Shit apparently happened until 1991 (didn't know about that)

 

And these are real touristic tours. You go there, you pay a fee and you are a dark tourist.

My area is actually a great place for Dark Tourism:

-A former Stasi prison, some former Stasi officers still live precisely in the surrounding buildings. They sometimes come and take the tours, just like you. And they sometimes mess with the guide.

-Some Berlin wall leftovers.

-Some abandoned Allies facilities.

-TONS of abandoned Nazi - then Soviet - buildings. I went to a former hospital and a former military school. These tours are not really legal. They look a lot like the Chernobyl area (see above). Even thought they have been abandoned since only a couple of years.

-Some concentration camps. A bit farther.

-And lots of other stuff I don't even know about...

 

In the US, you could also mention the "illegally passing the Mexico-USA border trying to escape the police" tourist experience. As well as the "being surprisingly kidnapped and molested for a few days" game. But this is a bit different as th shit it's referring to is still ongoing.

 

However, I'm not sure if I like the fact that a name is being put on something not so official. I really prefer these soft concepts which don't carry so much importance, than these hard words: Dark Tourism.

After reading "Dark Tourism", I really feel like I should choose my side:

Either considering myself as a Dark Tourist (mentioning this on my twitter description and so on), or just not being one and actually not liking them too much, cause they're different.

 

Obviously, the expression "Dark tourism" fits pretty well to this floating trend, that didn't have an official name so far (unless I didn't read about this).

But I liked it better when it was just a "floating trend" with no name.

 

 



Photos via: here, there and over there.

Tip via Pierre Martin

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