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    — Concourse, central station of our city.

    When I localized Bercqueuil lane on the map of public transport I realized that this street may have been placed in a way to be as far as possible to all means of locomotion. No-one may go there by chance. No bus line or tramway, except with half an hour of walk. The best option was paradoxically was to ride a suburban train and to track back.


    Cassie and I waited our train listening to a beginner playing the piano. The instrument had been placed here with the hope to bring a little bit of livingness somewhere nobody wants to linger.

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