The hearse leaves, followed by a 204 and a green Mehari. Number of the bus that’s coming (I can infer from herĭisappointed look that she’s waiting for the 70) The list sounds incantatory, with shades of police blotter:Ī “Que sais-je?” truck: “La Collection ‘Que sais-je’ a réponse à tout (The ‘Que sais-je’ collection has an answer for everything)”įuneral wreaths are being brought out of the church.Ī 63, an 87, an 86, another 86, and a 96 go by.Īn old woman shades her eyes with her hand to make out the Visiting it from a series of cafes and one outdoor bench multiple times a day for a few days, he sat and listed everything he noticed. In An Attempt at Exhausting a Place in Paris, he chose the Place Saint Sulpice, a large public plaza near the center of the city, as a place of study. Clearly a person intent on defamiliarizing the familiar, Perec once wrote a 300-page novel without using the letter “e.” For finding the infraordinary, too, he had his particular methods.
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