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I saw this craze described as a 'beautiful tradition' on a Paris blog this morning, but that's not quite accurate. My feeling's that a tradition has to have been going for decades and be somehow officially 'blessed' by the powers-that-be, even celebrated in some way. As it stands, these locks are neither canonised nor condoned, and could easily be removed du jour au lendemain (overnight / at any moment), as the French say, which is hardly traditional if you ask me.
It strikes me that I'm coming over a little negative where these locks are concerned. Maybe that's just revelatory of the shored-up condition of my heart at the moment, or perhaps, as a long-term resident I'm being a little reactionary, remembering the padlock-free days of yore, what, three years ago, and feeling the loss.
I quite like them, well, I did at the beginning, but now it's really becoming a case of too much of a good thing - you should see the state of some of the bridges, it's getting a bit much - and I'm wondering what's going to happen when the authorities finally materialise their mumblings about 'structural worries' and 'aesthetic concerns'.
Maybe it'll take a Bateau Mouche to run aground on the growing rustbank of keys that must be forming on each side of the four or five bridges most concerned, or possibly just a slight wiggle from Mr. Delanoë's eyebrow to have the whole lot crowbarred out of existence. I'm sure there's a poem in there somewhere.
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© 2011 Sab Will / Paris Set Me Free - Contact me directly for photo tours, interviews, exhibitions, etc.
© 2011 Sab Will / Paris Set Me Free - Contact me directly for photo tours, interviews, exhibitions, etc.
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