These sun and moon sculptures have been stuck on a piece of grass
right next to Piiisss'eds Centrale, a few streets down from the
Gare du Nord.
This is a veritable nesting place for all that's terrible about
Parisian homelessness and alcoholism. Wanna do a sociological study on
'the other side of Paris'? Let me know and i'll give you the address.
Whether there's any cute, pseudo-naive-yet-psearingly-poignant
parallel to be drawn between these crudely sketched symbols of
interplanetary significance and the bunch of dodgy drunks which
surround them i'll leave up to you. Although if the sun and the moon
could talk, i reckon they'd have a few things to teach us about
universal behaviour, and how not to do it.
(A Paris iPhone street photograph by Sab Will for the 'Paris and I'
photo blog)
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