Montpellier

"He felt that his whole life was some kind of dream and he sometimes wondered whose it was and whether they were enjoying it." - Douglas Adams

Back against the wall, and the only thing breaking through the stiff haze of smoke is the pulsating electronic beat. It's night. Or is it morning? We've yet to see the sunrise in the puddled crevices of the cobblestone street, but we've been in the city for nearly 18 hours. It's 3:00 AM and almost as quickly as the last glass goes down, it's 5:00, then 7:00. Soon enough, we have no choice but to assume our positions, espresso in hand and dragging our way through conversation at Le Café Riche. These were the only moments when we refused a filter.


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