Bercy was the place Parisians came to get merry when once upon a time it stood as a rural village serving cheap intoxicating liquors (untaxed). With time the area turned to squalor until its revival in the 1970’s. The dilapidated wine storehouses (chais in [...]
It seems those pesky space invaders won’t leave me be. I walked to the end of my road this morning, the same walk I’d taken many a time, and I’ll be damned if I didn’t find another of the little mosaic freaks looking up at me with two sinister black hollowed square [...]
I swear I saw a space invader somewhere on our street or perhaps down a little side road in the 16th arr., scratched my head at the implausible context and then carried on walking giving it no more thought. Then one day I was in the 18th arrondissement and there was another, [...]
