Hi! Do you remember blogs? Well, this used to be one. Now it just serves as an archive for my multiple Twitter accounts.
Paris, 1971–73. It’s weird. And it’s weird that it’s weird. We’ve all seen before some pictures of Paris at that time (with poor colors, usually, though) and we’ve all grown up watching endless reruns of old Bourvil and de Funès movies (with poor colors as well). But seeing those on the web, in the land and age of 8-megapixel photologs, is a shock. Paris has changed so much and so little.
It always brings me back to that question: how could people live in those prehistoric times?!
Oh, wait, I remember. They didn’t live, they just worked until they died.