Paris, Another October 6th, after the Rain

Destinies change in the dark, an old story. October 6 never changes for me.

Do you know this story? It is an old one:

“After the meeting at my friend’s office, near La piscine, northeast of the Père Lachaise Cemetery I had walked, a long winding urban hike, to Tissier’s dojo, and emerged to see the sun setting in Vincennes, a part of Paris nearly an hour away from my bed in Passy, near the cemetery that I can see from my flat, …