« It was the outburst of the New Year: chaos of mud and snow, crossed by a thousand coaches, sparkling with baubles and gewgaws, swarming with desires and with despairs, official folly of a great city made to weaken the fortitude of the firmest eremite. »
Forget everything and remember.
« We must believe Claude Lorrain, the first shots of a painting are always repulsive and art requires that we locate the interest of the work in the distant, in the elusive, in the place where lies take refuge, this dream taken from the fact, and only love of men. »
As in the aftermath of the World Wars, life, initially in its infancy, has resumed and a new city has developed outside the ring road.
We have no idea where the builders came from, but after a few decades, a city like no other in the world had ever seen before was now blocking the horizon.
Megalopolis, Babylon of modern times, city of all cities had been born.