3 Nights in Paris… Night 1
06.24.10
Who could ever describe the sound of Paris at that hour?
You would  have to invent another name for silence.
When a car passes, you stop to watch it go by.
Then you look up at the sky, because wherever your eyes rest,
chimneys and weathervanes all point to the sky.
Photograph by Jean-Michel Berts
Text by Pierre Assouline
