Heard in the wind as I was walking:”I was just trying to decide if I want to go to work today.”
Heard in the wind as I was walking:”I was just trying to decide if I want to go to work today.”
What better way to be lost than walking the streets of Paris in September. Elaine Sciolino’s article in the New York Times – Paris, One Step At A Time – gave me a name for my wanderings this Fall – a flâneuse.
And yes, the title is respectable – a Parisian walker and sometime writer. George Sand and France’s Trollope may have been the first. But Sciolino used the term for ordinary mortals who enjoy walking and absorbing.
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