#Rome à Paris

[cheminer-poesie-cressant]

Paris

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Soudain dans le paysage un petit triangle de soleil,

Rome étincelante,

brillant de mille effets de lumière concertante.

Echappée qui se déploie dans ma mémoire

comme une grande voile silencieuse sur de grands océans

dans l'équilibre puissant et libre d'un souffle régulier.

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(Dans la portée des ombres, extrait)

© Pierre Cressant

(dimanche 25 septembre 2005)

[chic-a-gigot]

La Mode, Pl. 318, 3 août 1833, Paris. Chapeau de paille de riz orné de fleurs de Mimosa à feuillage en aigrette par M. Larochelle. Capotte de gros de naples, bonnet de mousseline et Robes de jaconas brodé garnies de dentelles des Magasins de Mme. Rome, passage Choiseul. Digital Collections of the Los Angeles Public Library

The woman on the left is wearing a yellow dress with a floral print, gigot sleeves, and a white tippet. She is wearing a white bonnet decorated with green bows and flowers. The young girls on the right are wearing identical short-sleeved, white dresses with mitts. They are wearing white bonnets decorated with bows.

[artemlegere-art]

Apollo, God of Light, Eloquence, Poetry and the Fine Arts with Urania, Muse of Astronomy

Artist: Charles Meynier (1768–1832)

Genre: Mythological Painting

Date: 1798

Media: Oil on Canvas

Collection: Cleveland Museum of Art, Cleveland, Ohio

Charles Meynier was a French painter of historical subjects in the late 18th and early 19th century. He was a contemporary of Antoine-Jean Gros und Jacques-Louis David.

Meynier was the son of a tailor. Already at a young age he was trained by Pierre-Philippe Choffard. As a student of François-André Vincent, Meynier won the second prize in the 1789 prix de Rome competition; Girodet won. He became a member of the Académie de France à Rome. In 1793 he went back to Paris.

He made designs for the bas-reliefs and statues on the Arc de Triomphe du Carrousel and the Paris Bourse. From 1816 onward, he was a member of the Académie des Beaux-Arts. In 1819 Meynier was appointed teacher at the École des Beaux-Arts. Like his wife he died of cholera.

[esse-est]

Luci di Nara by Robin Via Flickr: Luci di Nara (Światła Nary), 1991, bronze. Igor Mitoraj's sculpture at the courtyard of Collegium Iuridicum of the Jagiellonian University, Kraków. Igor Mitoraj, born in 1944, studied painting at the Krakow Academy of Art under Tadeusz Kantor. In 1968 he left Poland and devoted his life to sculpture. His first solo exhibition at the Parisian Galerie La Hune in 1976 was a great success: the artist’s works garnered recognition not only from critics but also from the audience. Also successful were the next exhibitions, for instance in New York (1989), Florence (1999), or Lausanne (2001). In 2006, he created the new bronze doors and a statue of John the Baptist for the basilica of Santa Maria degli Angeli in Rome. His sculptures can be admired in some extraordinary locations: surrounded by historical architecture or in modern city districts. The „Fontana del Centauro” and „Hommage à De Sabata” are located in Milan; Mitoraj’s sculptures in Rome found their place at Piazza Mignianelli and Piazza Monte Grappa, while the La Defense district in Paris boasts of the monumental “Tindaro”. Three sculptures by Igor Mitoraj are located in Krakow: "Luci di Nara" at the courtyard of Collegium Iuridicum, "Eros Bendato" on the Main Square, and "Nascita di Eros" in front of the Opera House. Mitoraj's sculptural style is rooted in the classical tradition with its focus on the well modelled torso. However, Mitoraj introduces a post-modern twist with ostentatiously truncated limbs, emphasising the damage sustained by most genuine classical sculptures. www.youtube.com/watch?v=xXU8An6Ukyg

[de-gueules-au-lion-d-or]

Paris, comme Rome, est une ville idéale pour les mélancoliques et les nostalgiques. Les vestiges de sa grandeur passée, sa beauté à la fois immuable et dégradée, son altière décadence sont le décor parfait du romantisme blessé. Une ville désormais peuplée de teufeurs, de hipsters et d'un lumpen prolétariat totalement acculturé mais dont les pierres respirent encore l'art et la littérature, la violence historique et la volonté impériale. Un écrin aujourd'hui vide mais toujours enivrant. Il suffit de marcher au hasard, exposé à toutes les embuscades de beauté et de poésie, et de garder constamment le regard au niveau du premier étage des maisons et immeubles, juste au dessus de la zone où commencent le grouillement et le pourrissement. Ne rien écouter, surtout, ni les palabres des passants, ni les vociférations des obsédés téléphoniques, juste ressentir. Oublier les remugles de pisse se dégageant du clodo vautré sur le trottoir, les vociférations des camés du cellulaire, les éructations des racailles en goguette, la triste passivité des bouches de métro dégueulant leur diarrhée quotidienne de post-humains zombifiés. S’imaginer à une autre époque, en un autre temps, dans les pages d’un roman de Malet ou de Simenon, espérer croiser un mousquetaire ou un hussard au coin de la rue, inventer une barricade, une canonnade, s’évader pour pas cher… La magie de Paris survit à tous les outrages, et si l’on veut bien souvent quitter et fuir ce qu’elle est devenue, c’est en gardant toujours, quelque part au fond de l’âme et du coeur, l’espoir d’y revenir un jour.

Xavier Eman

[sgiandubh]

Do you have any secret tips for restaurants or cafés for a trip to Paris?

Dear Paris Anon,

I am happy and amused you ask me this question. Happy, because I have been calling Paris home for six years: that means there are places where I was madly kissing a beautiful (and cruel) boy from Bastia, places where I walked at night drunk as a boiled owl with people who are still in my life, places where I regularly went shopping or having an endless coffee with friends and places I was entrusted with, like precious jewels. Amused, because to be honest, Paris is probably the last French destination I could think of for an enjoyable week-end en amoureux (I suppose you want to go as a couple?), right now: it is overpriced as hell (the Olympics are round the corner), dirty and seedy (I was shocked, last time I visited and Manu Macron, my old acquaintance of yore, spoke about parking all the homeless outside of town during the Games 'for aesthetic reasons' - the boy never had a sense of humor, trust me on this one).

I shall give you 5 restaurants and 5 cafés (oh God, why didn't you ask me about Bangkok, instead?). Many of them are on the Left Bank (all of my addresses were there, simply because the closer to the university, the better).

Five restaurants: as it happens in Rome (where the gap is truly tragic), I will try and recommend places where locals go. You will find a menu in English everywhere, but at least try the holy trinity of bonjour, l'addition (the check) et merci. All the Parisian waiters are sourer than the Politburo and insolent as highway robbers, but do not be deterred by their manners. Order away.

Le Relais de Venise - son entrecôte (271 Bd Pereire, 75017). It is not in the center. They do not take reservations. You will be met with a long line of people patiently waiting (Seinfeld style) to get in. They have a minimal set menu (which is always a very good sign: https://relaisdevenise.com/menus/set-menu.php). The waitresses are kind and dressed like 1920's maids. It will be the damn best entrecôte-frites you've ever had (their sauce is a secret). Nothing changed there since 1959. Double check opening times and plan accordingly: you will need a taxi and plenty of time ahead. Almost a bargain for its stellar performance. The London one is a sad spin off.

Le Soufflé (36 rue du Mont Thabor, 75001). An original choice, but oh so good! They only cook soufflés (not exactly a pudding, but a pudding angels must have on a daily basis). Very reasonably priced for Paris (set menus at 40 and 55 euros - https://www.lesouffle.fr/bienvenue/home/menu/). If you want to eat à la carte, I recommend le soufflé Henri IV (cheese soufflé with chicken & mushrooms sauce) : it is heaven.

La Jacobine (59-61 Rue Saint-André des Arts, 75006). You will find tourists in this one, it is always full. Service is impeccable. Do not bother with Le Procope round the corner: it used to be one of my haunts, but this is over. The best soupe à l'oignon (onion soup, notoriously hard to cook) I ever had (yes, they still add white wine!). I would also recommend the magret de canard sauce aux cèpes (duck breast with a porcini mushrooms sauce). I could not find a decent menu, but that should give you an idea - they don't have a website (https://eater.space/la-jacobine). Very reasonably priced, too - and very, very good.

Chez Julien (1, rue du Pont Louis-Philippe, 75004 Paris). This is one of my mum's favorites. It is open only in the evenings, but it is an excellent choice if you want to call it a night, because it has service continu (all night long, wow!). It is more expensive - this is, after all, the Right Bank, so expect prices to go drastically up. This is the only option serving wonderful breakfasts, so I beg you: have breakfast in town at least once, Paris hotels tend to do it on the sad and sorry side (https://www.chezjulien.paris/en/home#menu-en). Pair anything you pick with a glass of Pouilly fumé white wine (it goes with anything, it is that magically good).

Money is no object? Entice the guy to take you at (I am torn, here, to be honest) La Tour d'Argent (19 Quai de la Tournelle, 75005). It is very expensive (like VERY), but it is worth every penny (https://tourdargent.com/wp-content/uploads/2023/09/LTDA-SEPTEMBRE-EN.pdf). You must (it's an order!) order the canard au sang (you will find it on the menu under the entry Duckling Frédéric Delair and it is outrageously priced). But you will never have a chance to see the table show anywhere else (it is served in two times: first the fillet and then the legs and it uses a sort of Medieval contraption, to get the blood out for the sauce) - just a specialty from Normandy, you will not find in Rouen anymore. It is divine. They have been there since 1583. What are you waiting for? (for a less break the bank option, try Le Grand Véfour, near the Louvre - google it, it will take forever to explain why).

Four cafés and a salon de thé (tea parlor) : all are haunts of mine. In every single one of them something very personal happened to me. Consider yourself lucky. On a more practical side, all of them double as excellent lunch options, for a fraction of what you would spend in a restaurant. :)

Chez Carette (4 Pl. du Trocadéro, 75016, but also Place des Vosges, with a nod to C). You will have an exceptional choice of anything you could think of and the same Roaring Twenties atmosphere as in the Relais de Venise restaurant. The chocolat chaud (hot chocolate) is almost perfection (do NOT go to Angelina, on the rue de Rivoli, that is another favorite which went south and not in a good way). The best macarons you will find North of Saint Jean de Luz's Maison Adam (where the story of macarons began in earnest). This is Someone's favorite, but then he always was a Right Bank purist. Service is old school, which means supremely kind, if only a bit on the slow side: you are in France, soak it in!

Les Deux Magots (6 Pl. Saint-Germain des Prés, 75006). On the Left Bank in the publishing houses district. This is my second favorite (there is a first favorite) and you will likely find me on the heated terrace with a cigarette and a newspaper, if I were there. Service is appalling, but you should not mind, I have warned you. Reasonably priced for what and where it is. Breakfasts are mediocre, but still enjoyable and lunch/dinner menus are typical brasserie fare - you are not there for the food, you are there to cosplay Jean-Paul Sartre and Simone de Beauvoir and act intellectual and sophisticated and have endless talks about the world's destiny (https://lesdeuxmagots.fr/en/breakfast-menu/). If nature calls, head downstairs with an air of intrinsic superiority and don't forget to pay the grumpy dame pipi (toilet lady), who will give you what you need and look at you like you are the scum of the Earth. Always makes me laugh.

Le Café de l'Epoque (2 Rue du Bouloi, 75001). On the Right Bank, at the end of one of the most beautiful passages couverts (glass-roofed passageways) of Paris. Again, you are there for the supremely dreamy atmosphere, I can only fail to describe. Look on the map for all of these passageways and then get lost in the maze of stamp shops, bookstores, taxidermists and God only knows what else you could think of (or at least add to this passageway the Galerie Vivienne). Usual brasserie/bistro fare, reasonable prices (https://cafedelepoque.fr/en/services). The lemon meringue pies are to die for.

Café Le Rostand (6 Pl. Edmond Rostand, 75006). Steps away from the Luxembourg Gardens, which I crossed every single day to go to the uni. Steps away also from the secret and sublime Medici fountain in above park (oh, the things I did there!). Surprisingly good French fare, the beef tartare is excellent (a rare thing!) and well priced (https://lerostand.fr/carte/ - use Google translate, they don't care for tourists). Service is cheeky. Round the corner, one of the most charming shops in Paris, Parapluies Simon (56 Boulevard Saint-Michel, 75006) - only umbrellas and dandy walking sticks (you can hide a whisky mini flask in one of them, I am told by Someone on the phone, but I think he is trolling us - we love that shop).

The Tea Caddy (14 Rue Saint-Julien le Pauvre, 75005). It's been there since 1928, when a certain Miss Klinklin opened it and introduced the Devon scones to France. It is my favorite favorite (https://the-tea-caddy.com/en/tea-room/) and it is perfect on a rainy day. Steps away from the Medieval church of Saint-Julien-le-Pauvre, one of the most authentic and moving experiences of its kind in a very secular town. The Shakespeare & Co. bookstore is just round the corner. A rare gem of a place.

I could go on and on and on. Three more short tips and you will thank me for it, as alternatives to deceiving mainstream options:

The Musée de l'Orangerie instead of The Louvre. Blasphemy? Intense perfumes come in small bottles. It is breathtaking (https://www.musee-orangerie.fr/en).

Château de Rambouillet instead of Versailles (you will not be able to enjoy it AT ALL). Where else could you find Marie Antoinette's private 'milk bar' (La Laiterie de la Reine/ The Queen's Dairy), a supremely elegant affair, with milk-spouting fountains, built to encourage hygienic milk consumption as an alternative to breast-feeding (she was unable to). Trust me and plan a full day for it (https://www.chateau-rambouillet.fr/en/discover).

La Sainte-Chapelle instead of Notre Dame. I always preferred it to anything else, except perhaps Vézelay (far, far away from Paris). It will shock you, but in such a perfect way (https://www.sainte-chapelle.fr/en). Enough said: I will let you discover. Across the Seine, couple this visit with the Musée de Cluny and tell The Lady and the Unicorn I miss them (https://www.musee-moyenage.fr/en/).

I am not sorry for the length of this post. At all. I hope you will enjoy this modest, but very personal selection and perhaps you will come back and tell me if it was worth something. Bon voyage!

Notre Dame on a snowy evening, Paris 1953

[aurevoirmonty]

« Les juifs dont on vient de parler méritent une attention particulière de la part de tous les gouvernements, mais surtout encore de celui de la Russie, qui en a beaucoup dans son sein. Il ne faut pas être étonné si le grand ennemi de l’Europe les favorise d’une manière si visible ; déjà ils disposent de propriétés immenses en Toscane et en Alsace ; déjà ils ont un chef-lieu à Paris, et un autre à Rome, d’où le chef de l’Église a été chassé. Tout porte à croire que leur argent, leur haine et leurs talents sont au service des grands conjurés.

Le plus grand et le plus funeste talent de cette secte maudite qui se sert de tout pour arriver à ses fins, a été depuis son origine de se servir des princes mêmes pour les perdre. »

Joseph de Maistre, Quatre chapitres sur la Russie (1859, posthume)

[geniousbh]

nós mulheres meio "im a failure. jo is in new york being a writer and im a failure. rome took all the vanity out of me and paris made realise id never be a genius. im giving up all my foolish artist hopes" porque desde pequenas íamos sendo podadas de vivenciar e criar arte, fosse escrevendo, encenando, desenhando, cantando, dançando, ou querendo tocar algum instrumento, porque existem coisas que precisam de prioridade e dar vozes à imaginação não é uma delas. e por vezes pensamos "i want to be great or nothing" já que o tentar nos foi retirado tão cedo, e por isso, todas as vezes que nos dedicamos um pouco a mais pela arte nos sentimos inúteis e não boas o suficiente, como se ansiar por ter um hobbie ou sair da rotina implicasse que falharíamos em todo o resto.

[italyandthegrandtour]

Félix DUBAN (1797, Paris – 1870, Bordeaux) Paestum, l’intérieur du temple de Neptune Lavis d’encre brune sur traits de crayon 15,5 x 11 cm Titré en bas au centre, signé, daté et situé Rome en bas à droite, le tout dans la marge du dessin 1826

[empiredesimparte]

Hortense is back in Compiègne.

Casimir: For the coronation, the Council of State thought that you could take the oath before an audience of French scholars and artists. This would ensure a certain modernity for the rite. You will also have to try on several outfits for the coronation in the cathedral of Notre-Dame de Paris

Napoléon V: That's fine with me. Do I really have to wear the same grand habillement as my father and Napoléon I ? It's so out of fashion

Casimir: Sire, this is a garment as sacred as the ceremony! All the kings and emperors of Francesim have worn it before you. I don't believe that it's negotiable Napoléon V: If I must comply…

Casimir: The pope, your godfather, deplores the fact that you are celibate during your coronation. One of his criteria is religious marriage Napoléon V: But I can't get married by next summer, it's too soon Casimir: You'll have to meet the papal ambassadors in that case. They are categorical. It's either that, or the coronation takes place in Rome

Napoléon V: You'll make an appointment with the representatives of the Pope, I must meet with them as soon as possible to defuse this disagreement. This must remain secret Casimir: Good, Your Majesty

Charlotte: A lot has happened in your absence, Madame Hortense: Really?

Charlotte: Although, I must say, it is you that everyone is talking about now, and without you being there Hortense: I'll speak with the Emperor about this, rest assured Charlotte: Of course. I'm happy to be able to work with you from now on Hortense: Likewise

⚜ Le Cabinet Noir | Compiègne, 14 Floréal An 230

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⚜ Traduction française

Premier dîner d'Hortense depuis son retour à Compiègne.

Casimir : Pour le couronnement, le Conseil d'Etat a pensé que vous pourriez prêter serment devant un parterre de savants et artistes français. Cela assurerait une certaine modernité pour le rite. Il vous faudra également essayer plusieurs tenues pour le couronnement à la cathédrale Notre-Dame de Paris.

Napoléon V : Cela me convient. Dois-je réellement porter le même grand habillement que mon père et Napoléon Ier ? Il est tellement démodé.

Casimir : Enfin Sire, il s'agit d'un vêtement aussi sacré que la cérémonie ! Tous les rois et empereurs de Francesim l'ont porté avant vous. Je ne crois pas que ce soit négociable. Napoléon V : Si je dois m'y plier...

Casimir : Le pape, votre parrain, déplore que vous soyez célibataire lors de votre couronnement. L'un de ses critères pour réaliser le sacre est le mariage religieux Napoléon V : Mais je ne peux pas me marier d'ici l'été prochain, c'est trop tôt Casimir : Il va vous falloir rencontrer les ambassadeurs papaux dans ce cas. Ils sont catégoriques. C'est cela, ou le sacre a lieu à Rome

Napoléon V : Vous prendrez rendez-vous avec les représentants du Pape, je dois les rencontrer au plus tôt pour désamorcer cette mésentente. Cela doit rester secret Casimir : Bien Votre Majesté

Charlotte : Il s'est passé beaucoup de choses en votre absence, Madame Hortense (froide) : Vraiment ?

Charlotte : Bien que, je dois dire, c'est de vous dont tout le monde parle maintenant, et sans que vous ne soyez là Hortense : Je vais m'entretenir avec l'Empereur à ce sujet, soyez rassurée Charlotte : Bien sûr. Je suis heureux de pouvoir travailler avec vous désormais Hortense : Pareillement

[d-criss-news]

Believin' Fan Meet with Darren Criss

11 November 2023 - Paris

Hôtel Hilton Paris Charles de Gaulle Airport 8 Rue de Rome, 93290 Tremblay-en-France

Tickets for the Fan Meet (passes, extras) and the concert are now available !

[chic-a-gigot]

Journal des Dames et des Modes, Costumes Parisiens, 20 juin 1833, (3089): Chapeau de paille de riz à calotte de gros de naples par M.Lepetit - Robes de toile et laine des M.ns de M. Gagelin- Canezous de mousseline brodée et entre-deux de dentelles de M.e Rome p.ge Choiseul. Collection of the Rijksmuseum, Netherlands

Two women, one of whom is sitting and seen from the back. On the head a hat of 'paille de riz' with a ball of 'gros de naples' by M. Lepetit. They wear dresses made of 'toile' and wool from the M.Gagelin stores. 'Canezous' of embroidered muslin with lace entre-deux from Me Rome. Additional accessories: belt buckle(?), gloves, parasol or umbrella. The print is part of the fashion magazine Journal des Dames et des Modes, Paris, 1797-1839.

[laurentdeglicourt]

Hervé Guibert, Le comte et la comtesse Klossowski de Rola, Rome, 1988.

Le Rollei 35 d'Hervé Guibert, Paris, MEP, 2011 © Laurent Deglicourt

Rosée-du-Printemps verse le thé, je sors mon appareil de ma poche, je n'avais même pas pris soin de préparer les réglages, je règle rapidement sur deux mètres au 60e, je vise à peine, j'entends le très léger déclic, j'ai déjà remis mon appareil dans ma poche. Rosée-du-Printemps, qui continue de verser le thé, me lance un regard foudroyant et paniqué, qui veut dire : « Vous êtes donc réellement un voyou ! Et vous avez de la chance qu'il soit trop sourd pour vous avoir entendu, je vais fermer les yeux, mais ne recommencez pas sinon je vous fous à la porte��! » J'ai le coeur qui bat, comme si je venais de commettre un crime. L'avocat raconte l'histoire troublante du voyage qu'il avait entrepris pour fuir le décès de sa jeune épouse, qu'il adorait, et qu'il avait assassiné malgré lui dans un accident de la route : partout où il allait se dressait devant ses yeux un signe du hasard qui le ramenait à son idylle ravagée, et lui interdisait l'oubli. Doria m'a dit au revoir en me serrant sur sa poitrine, c'est la première fois qu'il m'appelait Hector. Son étreinte avait une telle puissance que j'ai pressenti que ça ne pouvait être que la dernière. Doria pressait tendrement sur son coeur celui qui venait de le trahir en lui dérobant son image, préservée avec acharnement comme un trésor durant des dizaines d'années. Angelo ne s'était rendu compte de rien, il était assis à mes côtés, il n'avait même pas entendu le déclic, il m'a dit dans l'ascenseur : « Vous êtes une ordure. »

Hervé Guibert, L'incognito, Gallimard, 1989.

[fashionbooksmilano]

La passion des roses

Sylvie Girard-Lagorge

Photographies de Christian Sarramon, Stylisme de Nello Renault

Flammarion, Paris 2000, 168 pages, 21,8x28,3cm, ISBN 978-2082019705

euro 25,00

email if you want to buy booksinprogressmilano@yahoo.it

La rose... Fleur mythique, fleur mystique, sa beauté a été consacrée par les plus grands artistes. Peintres, sculpteurs, écrivains de tous temps lui ont dédié leurs plus beaux chefs-d'œuvre, car la rose suscite l'inspiration créatrice des plus grands. De la Rome antique à l'ère contemporaine, elle n'a cessé de fasciner les jardiniers les plus illustres qui ont à chaque fois tenté de sublimer sa beauté en créant des variétés aux senteurs et aux couleurs incomparables. Du rose au rouge en passant par le jaune et l'orange, la robe de la rose se décline en plusieurs couleurs aux significations les plus exquises. Si la véritable vocation de la rose est d'embaumer et d'embellir nos jardins, il n'en reste pas moins qu'elle a peu à peu envahi nos maisons et nos vies. La rose décore nos murs, s'invite dans nos assiettes, parfume nos corps et nos âmes et ravit nos sens jusqu'aux confins de l'art culinaire. Laissez-vous emporter par son parfum et sa magie inscrits dans chaque ligne de cet ouvrage qui lui est entièrement consacré.

08/12/23

[applbottmjeens]

4:44

- The BelleGraves Fanfic Archive

I'm a part-time lover, and I'm never there I find it hard to believe you don't want it to end I'll be changing my tune when you walk in the room I'll be fixing the look on my face I'm gonna get close to you, give my loving to you At least until you're going away And I know that I'm not good I'm never gonna treat you like I should

WARNING: GENERAL DEPICTIONS OF NOT THE BEST RELATIONSHIP EVER. LOTS OF ANGST. I DO NOT WRITE PHILLIP GRAVES WITH GRACE OR MERCY. THIS GUY KINDA SUCKS.

(fanfiction organized in order of occurance)

MW2 (2022-2023)

National Anthem (18+) | I'm never gonna treat you / I'm never gonna treat you like I should

West Coast Youth | I said, "Don't embarrass me, " instead of "Be mine" / That was my proposal for us to go steady

Help Me to Breathe | Letting you down every day / Why do I keep on running away?

Can you See Me Using Everything to Hold Back? | I harassed you out in Paris / "Please come back to Rome, " you make it home

I wrote your name a hundred times ... (TW: Suicidal Thoughts) | Your eyes leave with the soul that your body once housed / And you stare blankly into space

The Man Upstairs | What good is a ménage à trois when you have a soulmate? - Coming Soon

MW3 (2023-Onward)

American Taste | I suck at love, I think I need a do-over / I will be emotionally available if I invited you over / I stew over, "What if you over my shit?"

Predecessor and Progeny | I never wanted another woman to know / Something about me that you didn't know - Coming Soon

Trial and Error | I apologize to all the women whom I toyed with your emotions

COD: ACES ♤ (Pseudo-canon)

Tommy Graves | And if my children knew / I don't even know what I would do / If they ain't look at me the same / I would prob'ly die with all the shame - Coming Soon

Namesake | My heart breaks for the day I have to explain my mistakes / And the mask goes away - Coming Soon

[aurevoirmonty]

Emmanuel Macron veut empêcher la série Emily in Paris de partir à Rome : "Nous allons nous battre. Et nous allons leur demander de rester à Paris ! Emily in Paris à Rome… ça n’a pas de sens." (Variety)

Manu a le sens des priorités dans ses combats …