The Seine is still as wild and disturbed as I remember. Each of the thousands and thousands of little waves that constantly undulate to give it this wildness, seems to contains under itself a fantastical sea creature just about to burst through the water. Each wave seems to be breathing individual breaths, to be filled with a pulsating lifeforce. I like to imagine the Seine contains the spirit forces of all the gargoyles, merpeople, sphinxes and other beasts the people the monuments of Paris.
Au dessus de la Seine de Paris,
Une rêveuse assis....
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