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~ Year of the Undead ~
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While everyone else here is probably watching dancing dragons and other oriental liveliness, it being the Chinese new year here in the city, there's a real temptation to run in the opposite direction and seek the tranquility of a place with practically no life at all, in one of the capital's many cemeteries, catering to all tastes.
Personally, I never tire of visiting these peaceful places (give or take the odd screaming couple on a moped I came across in Père Lachaise last week where this was taken). And I always discover something new, like this dandy chap above, who doesn't look at all disconcerted by the trifling fact that he's dead. Good for him.
By the way, and I have a feeling I've mentioned this before, so forgive me, but there's a curious story that the Chinese in Paris never die, hence the relentless increase in the Chinese population here.
This is apparently both true and apocryphal. The story goes that deaths are rarely declared so that old papers can be admirably recycled with a conscientiousness that any ecologist should admire. Where do these official documents end up? Well, slightly doctored in the possession of one of the countless illegal Chinese immigrants working in behind the scenes and underground basements and overhead attics to support the ultra-cheap textile and Asian fast-food joints populating every corner, hence creating a brand new 'legal' French Chinese citizen in the slant of an eye.
And as for where the dead bodies go... didn't I just answer that question..?
And why not...
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© 2012 Sab Will / Paris Set Me Free - Contact me directly for photo tours, interviews, exhibitions, etc.
© 2012 Sab Will / Paris Set Me Free - Contact me directly for photo tours, interviews, exhibitions, etc.
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