VIA PULCHRITUDINIS
We have reached such heights of arrogance that even the weakest among us believe we can defeat death.
The Pont des Saints was magnificent. A Friday close to the weekend which would transform the monotony of the route into a haven of rest and memory for our dead. A feast of saints like any other, with flowers in the cemeteries,…
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