#Cendrier

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Handmade clay ashtray

I love you grandma

Available in my Etsy in link in my bio !!

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La vie est un long fleuve tranquille (Life Is a Long Quiet River, 1988)

"My poor Louis. So you'll never be able to replace her? Your sorrow was hard to bear at the cemetery. Today is a red-letter day. Not only have you lost your dear wife, but also your career, your reputation and your life. I'm going to crush you like a piece of shit."

[parisies]

Paris de briques,

Paris de broc,

Un Paris bric à brac.

De cheminées en boutiques,

Je descends,

De Gambetta à Ménilmontant.

Je prends un café,

Rue des cendriers,

Tabac froid, café brûlant,

Bruit du marché.

Brouhaha des faubourgs.

Briques et bricks.

Couleurs. Saveurs.

Belleville.

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Claude Sterlin-Rozema - Ainsi va la vie des amants et des fumeurs...

Dans la nuit silencieuse,je t’attends comme le fumeurattend sa prochaine boufféeoù les volutes danseront et tourbillonnerontcomme les sentiments qui s’entremêlententre deux êtres liés par une passion ardente. L’amour,semblable à la fumée qui s’évapore,peut être intense et brûlantcomme une cigarette allumée,ou bien s’éteindre lentement,doucement,comme le tabac consumé dans un cendrier. Ainsi va…

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Le cendrier de Céline

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Balcon

Barbecue

Barbecue, planche ustensiles de RubyRedsims Charbon de ATS4 Lanterne de Sixam Cigarettes de Simsplex Cigarettes, cendrier de Basemental

Barbecue Coréen

Fleurs de Harrie Table de LittleDica Chaises hautes de TaurusDesign Grill, viandes, nouilles froides, légumes,sauces, ciseaux de Purplelovesims Kimchi, radis, concombre, baguettes de DDaeng Sims

Coin Film

Écran de SimMattically Projecteur de Syboulette Film 'Totoro' de Midnitehearts Salon, coussins de PinkboxAnYe Canapé de Pierisim Coussin de Ravasheen Coussins de Mel Bennett Coussin de Wondymoon Couverture de Sundays Couverture de PinkboxAnYe Plante de Awingedllama Plantes de Awingllama Tapis de Pierisim Tapis de Bergdorfverse Popcorn de ATS4 Animations sieste de PandaSama

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No smoking

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M O R D L U S T ; the four horsemen of the apocalypse

❝"Come." And another, a red horse, went out; and to him who sat on it, it was granted to take peace from Earth, and that men would slay one another; and a great sword was given to him.❞ 

aleksander fox as war ; insurrection and slaughter ; WAR rides wreathed in fiery red. there is division to be sewn, blood to be spilled, foes to be felled. he stands on the BRINK of a world abandoned by the gods. those with power were simply born into it, CLAWING his way into their favor cannot be for nothing.

❝"Come." I looked, and behold, a white horse, and he who sat on it had a bow; and a crown was given to him, and he went out conquering and to conquer.❞ 

isme de lède as conquest ; crowned in triumph ; CONQUEST leaves naught but destruction in its wake. the promise of a golden age requires a firm yet GENTLE hand, and eight centuries ago his kingdom brought pestilence to the realms of men. and where there is desolation, there is PEACE.

❝"Come." I looked, and behold, a black horse; and he who sat on it had a pair of scales in his hand.❞ 

vératre as famine ; mourning justice ; FAMINE is a warhammer in the face of a smallfolk's sickle. she has spent the whole of her WRETCHED life wanting under the reign of a church that detests her. the pieces fall, but the game remains the same. gluttony is a sin, but HUNGER is a prayer.

❝"Come." I looked, and behold, a pale horse; and he who sat on it had the name Death; and Hell followed with him. ❞ 

salicaire as death ; the fall of an empire ; DEATH is known by many names—sword, plague, beast, change. something must give if he is to regain his lost FAITH. but what is a man with no name, no legacy, and no grave? can you say he even lived, even EXISTED at all?

The Crown Prince of Cendrier has vanished without a trace. The Dornenheit ravages the countryside while the king idles in his castle. Something lies dormant beneath the Grand Brinnaal Cathedral. The Kingdom of Falkenreik rots from core to flesh, Vératre is certain it has to do with the anonymous letter she received calling her to slay the head of the Helemere Church. But when she receives the key to a greater mystery unraveling around her and a ghost from her past reemerges, she’s forced to confront a life she’d thought escaped. 

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Le gris est le cendrier du soleil...

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Cendrier Cylinda par Arne Jacobsen

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Alina Szapocznikow (1926 – 1973)

Cendrier de célibataire I (The Bachelor’s Ashtray I), 1972 | @abwwia

Colored polyester resin and cigarette butts

11.5 x 12.5 x 11 cm / 4 1/2 x 4 7/8 x 4 3/8 in

Courtesy the Estate of Alina Szapocznikow / Piotr Stanislawski / Galerie Loevenbruck, Paris / Hauser & Wirth © ADAGP, Paris Photo: Fabrice Gousset

[kiki-de-la-petite-flaque]

Dejeuner du Matin

Il a mis le café

Dans la tasse

Il a mis le lait

Dans la tasse de café

Il a mis le sucre

Dans le café au lait

Avec la petite cuiller

Il a tourné

Il a bu le café au lait

Et il a reposé la tasse

Sans me parler

Il a allumé

Une cigarette

Il a fait des ronds

Avec la fumée

Il a mis les cendres

Dans le cendrier

Sans me parler

Sans me regarder

Il s’est levé

Il a mis

Son chapeau sur sa tête

Il a mis

Son manteau de pluie

Parce qu’il pleuvait

Et il est parti

Sous la pluie

Sans une parole

Sans me regarder

Et moi j’ai pris

Ma tête dans ma main

Et j’ai pleuré.

Jacques Prévert, Paroles, 1945

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Un petit cendrier