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Repositoire de velos au repos ...

 

This is an alley behind a Monoprix in the Marais, in Paris, where it's ridiculous to own a car, because:

-every year there are reductions in the number of parking spaces

-there are few garages and the ones that exist are atrociously expensive, even by Paris standards

-the large French newspaper Liberation installed itself in the only large parking garage in the area (perhaps the largest there was in Paris)

-Delanoe, the (enlightened yet autocratic) French mayor wants to reduce traffic in Paris, as they have in London

 

I gave up on a car years ago. Looks like many others have as well.

 

Taken with a Nokia 6680 cameraphone on the low setting, because I'm still looking for a larger memorycard, still unavailable in Paris.

 

Shouldn't have posted to deleteme! but I'm a sucker for abuse ... bring it on!

I was riding on a concrete slab,

Down a river of useless flab

It was such a beautiful day

I heard a witchdoctor say,

Ill turn you into a toadstool

Im looking for the joke with a microscope

My muscles twitching on your words

If youre on the streets you lose your nerves

Divinity throws you a curve

Sticks you and then you go beserk

Abhoaring no inspiration.

Im looking for the joke with a microscope

Page out of a comic book

A chicken hanging on a hook

A river and a babbling brook

A sermon and a teenage hook

Shaking my hand at your fake face

A suicide a certain look

A microphone a loose guitar

People feeling near and far

Stupidity a mental scar

Put cruel into cruelty

As life goes by you in a blurr

An achoholic has gone far

Everything just goes to far

I was pissing on the desert sands,

When the desert whispered to me,

Damn! isnt this a shame?

Things will never be the same...

I run this gas and oasis

Now Im looking for the joke with a microscope

I was a teenage dinosaur, stoned and obsolete

I didnt get fucked and I didnt get kissed

I got so fucking dense

Using my head for an ashtray

Now Ill tell you who I am

Im the repo-man

And Im looking for the joke

Looking for the joke

Im looking for the joke with a microscope

Dedicate at my great friend Valerio, a truly artist

 

Thanks for all visits and comments

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Le Cimetière Marin de Saint-Paul fascine ses visiteurs.

Avec ses allées bordées de cocotiers et ses frangipaniers fleuris, ce cimetière pittoresque entretient la mémoire des "z’endormis."

Surplombant une plage de sable noir, il serait la dernière demeure de nombreux pirates. Parmi eux, le célèbre Olivier Levasseur dit « La Buse »,qui écuma l'océan Indien au XVIIIe siècle.

Son trésor, jamais retrouvé, serait caché dans une ou plusieurs îles du sud-ouest de l'océan Indien. La légende raconte que lorsqu'il était sur l'échafaud la corde au cou, il aurait jeté un cryptogramme dans la foule en s'écriant : « Mon trésor à qui saura le prendre! ».

Conformément à un souhait exprimé dans ses poèmes Le Manchy et Si l'Aurore, le poète parnassien Leconte De Lisle y est également enterré depuis 1977 et le transfert de sa dépouille depuis le cimetière du Montparnasse, à Paris.

On y trouve également la tombe du poète Eugène Dayot et du peintre Arthur Grimaud.

« Maintenant, dans le sable aride de nos grèves,

Sous les chiendents, au bruit des mers,

Tu reposes parmi les morts qui me sont chers,

O charme de mes premiers rêves ! »

Charles-Marie LECONTE DE LISLE (1818-1894)""

Miguel Sapochnik present tis movie in 2008, with Jude Law, Forest Whitaker, Liev Schreiber, Alice Braga, Carice van Houten,...

Joy, pullip Milk Latte

Nikon D90 + Nikkor 50mm f/1.4 AF-D + Speedlight SB-700

Le marché de Tuléar (Maadagascar).

Paysans au repos. Prise depuis le bus, dans la campagne Coreenne. Nampo - North Korea (2017). Insta: @Sebas_ ; flick.com/SebMar

Eurasian curlew and eurasian oystercatcher

Massive spider seen at Mon Repos

Just a few screencaps from the trailer!

 

Capped by Seph7

1834. Litografia sobre chine collé. 28 x 36,3 cm. National Gallery of Art, Washington, DC. 2002.98.15. Obra no exposada.

Well, my day suddenly looked better when I saw this. Better than whoever owns the vehicle on the back of this flatbed, anyway.

 

I saw this on my way home I was (am) pretty beat, and at first glance I thought they had repo'd an SUV and taken it right to the bank.

 

And just for the record, I have no idea if the SUV is being repo'd, if it's broken or if it's just going for a piggy-back ride.

Another repo home in my area. I like the roof line and high windows.

The largest concentration of nesting marine turtles on the eastern Australian mainland occurs at Mon Repos.

The Rangers measure and tag the turtles after they have laid their eggs

 

To lay their eggs the turtles have to crawl all the way up the beach to a spot above the high tide line. Digging out the nest with their back flippers takes quite some time and spectators have to remain still until the turtle settles into her egg laying. At this stage the turtle will accept people watching her with minimal lights and movement. The turtle then covers the nest with sand to conceal it from predators

 

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