Paris: Hôtel la Brêtonnerie, in the fourth ward (IVe Arrondissement) -- the Marais. Taken with a Pentax LX and a Pentax 50mm ƒ/1.4 lens. For more photo goodness, Visit my flickr photostream.When I was a very young man, I lived in the Marais -- a lovely old neighborhood on the Right Bank of the Seine. I came of age there, and I think of it as much my hometown as the place I grew up in Texas. But I hardly ever go back there -- I am not nostalgic or sentimental. The place it was, and the place it is now, are two places. On the other hand, when I had recently walked through the neighborhood after twenty years, I noticed that a little shop, named, "Les neiges d'antan"* | The snows of yesteryear, which I had walked by years ago, was still there. Where, indeed!
*From the refrain, "Où sont les neiges d'antan?" | Where are the snows of yesteryear? in Ballade (des dames de temps jadis) | Ballad (of the ladies of former days) by François Villon, circa 1761.
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