L’EXISTENCE CONDAMNÉ

Cutting through the side of the cemetery where Sartre and Simone lay sleeping, trees line an alley, swaddled in sunshine, testifying to today’s teeming tenements, tiny tents pitched by penniless people on pavements echoing existentialisms very essence of existence, regardless of which came first, existence or essence, life or death, rich or poor, the tragic […]

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