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Finally another party at casa Coppens… nice weather, Pastis and mojitos, loads of meat and a nice bunch of people… ideal for some pictures…

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La Beauté

Je suis belle, ô mortels! comme un rêve de pierre,

Et mon sein, où chacun s’est meurtri tour à tour,

Est fait pour inspirer au poète un amour

Eternel et muet ainsi que la matière.

Je trône dans l’azur comme un sphinx incompris;

J’unis un coeur de neige à la blancheur des cygnes;

Je hais le mouvement qui déplace les lignes,

Et jamais je ne pleure et jamais je ne ris.

Les poètes, devant mes grandes attitudes,

Que j’ai l’air d’emprunter aux plus fiers monuments,

Consumeront leurs jours en d’austères études;

Car j’ai, pour fasciner ces dociles amants,

De purs miroirs qui font toutes choses plus belles:

Mes yeux, mes larges yeux aux clartés éternelles!

Charles Baudelaire

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in the backyard of Isabel, Tom and Otis… with Zoe, Peter, Shanti and me.

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And in the sixth month the angel Gabriel was sent from God into a city of Galilee, named Nazareth,  to a virgin betrothed to a man whose name was Joseph, of the house of David. And the virgin’s name was Mary.  And the angel came in to her and said, Hail, one receiving grace, the Lord is with you. Blessed are you among women.

You are my angel

Come from way above

To bring me love

Her eyes

She’s on the dark side

Neutralize

Every man in sight

I love you, love you, love you …

You are my angel

Come from way above

I love you, love you, love you …

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