september 28th, 1997. it is exactly 11am. at the funfair, near the ghost train, the marshmallow twister is twisting. meanwhile, on a bench in villette square, félix lerbier learns there are more links in his brain than atoms in the universe. meanwhile, at the sacré coeur, the nuns are practising their backhand. the temperature is 24°C, humidity 70%, atmospheric pressure 990 millibars.



lots of dresses to buy
lots of dresses to sell

in my big bed stretching
. . . . . . . watching
. . . . . . . wondering