Les Foufounes….
Stepping out of my favourite Vietnamese restaurant last night was like plunging into a churning black sea with frothing …
Category Archives: The City
The Street….
The heat and humidity of the day was relenting and a light breeze was blowing a blessed freshness over …
Flâneurs Of The World… Unite!
I even love the sound of it. Flâneur. Especially with the added look and spice of the accent circumflex …
“Act Your Age!”….
“Instead of intelligently instructing and quietly influencing, people now strew seeds and weeds together indiscriminately on all sides; no …
Reading In The Park….
He entered the park’s inner precinct surrounding the dry fountain basin from the far side. Something about his loose …
Simplicity II….
“Feeling summertime sadness? Seasonal affective disorder is not just a winter thing.” “Are you polychronic or monochronic? Struggling …
Have You A Song to Sing?….
You hear Saint Louis before you see him. He wanders the lower Plateau with his dog Cookie singing his …
“Like Lambs To The Intellectual Slaughter…”
Fatigue and ruin Recently I’ve been boning up on my Canadiana with a short book on the history of …
Fantasyland….
Imagine an environment, the town or city you call home, in which your best self is constantly being appealed …
Solitude….
“—But I have need of solitude, that is to say recovery, return to myself, the breath of a free …
Omphalos Cafe 