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On my mind...

On my mind...

30/4/2006

New York Times Video

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New York Times Video Reinventing the Flophouse In the Bowery, a Second Chance

A New York, un hébergement individuel digne pour les pauvres…

20/4/2006

EDITORIAL: A city reborn

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EDITORIAL: A city reborn

As residents there celebrate the city’s rise from the ruins, our community can take comfort in the knowledge that such a renaissance is possible. Though their disaster came from fire and ours from water, the vastness of the devastation is eerily similar.

Dans deux jours, c’est les élections à New Orleans. Dans son édito, le Times-Picayune, le journal historique de la ville, célèbre à sa manière le centenaire du tremblement de terre et de l’incendie de San Francisco.

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Joan Miró Ferra est né le 20 avril 1893. Merci à Google d’avoir pensé à son anniversaire. miro.gif (Image GIF, 300x120 pixels)

19/4/2006

[Elseware] > Gryphon

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[Elseware] > Gryphon Un alphabet phonétique en ligne, même quand on ne l’a pas chargé sur son ordinateur.

17/4/2006

‘Flaubert: A Biography,’ by Frederick Brown - The New York Times Book Review - New York Times

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‘Flaubert: A Biography,’ by Frederick Brown - The New York Times Book Review - New York Times

Much of the time Flaubert’s influence is too familiar to be visible. We so expect it that we hardly remark of good prose that it favors the telling and brilliant detail; that it privileges a high degree of visual noticing; that it maintains an unsentimental composure and knows how to withdraw, like a good valet, from superfluous commentary; that it judges good and bad neutrally; that it seeks out the truth, even at the cost of repelling us; and that the author’s fingerprints on all this are, paradoxically, traceable but not visible. You can find some of this in Defoe or Austen or Balzac, but not all of it until Flaubert. And after Flaubert, it sometimes seems, this is all you can find.

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