
Gare Saint-Lazare, Paris, 25 novembre.
“Now after all, don’t feel like nothing
Like walking away
Like a mouth full of rain
At twelve o’clock
The bell starts ringing
A dog starts barking
And you’re still missing
Still missing something
You’ve never known what it was
And I’m not one for thinking twice
But I know this much is true
The Earth will turn, the pot’ll burn
And you are my revolver.”
Bande-son : Isobel Campbell & Mark Lanegan ― Revolver (part II)

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As the days they come but the years they go.
Shooting doggies #3.
Du po, Du pont, du Pont Neuf.
[Beau]coup de pompe[s].
Et toits nuits par[sem]èment.
Et pendant ce temps, à Rokensen.
Languis sourd hoche.
All the time that we wasted.
Bancs bi.
Capitaine Flemme.
Phil-harmonie.
La nuit démorve Yvan.
Ça va, l’air de travée.
Fond de tiroir #16.
Re-cyclage.