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He insisted on clearing the table, and again devoted himself to his game of patience: piecing together the map of Paris, the bits of which he__ stuffed into the pocket of his raincoat, folded up any old how.I helped him.Then he asked me, straight out, __hat would you say was the true centre of Paris?__ was taken aback, wrong-footed. I thought this knowledge was part of a whole body of very rarefied and secret lore. Playing for time, I said, __he starting point of France__ roads . . . the brass plate on the parvis of Notre-Dame.__e gave me a withering look.__o you take for me a sap?__he centre of Paris, a spiral with four centres, each completely self-contained, independent of the other three. But you don__ reveal this to just anybody. I suppose - I hope - it was in complete good faith that Alexandre Arnoux mentioned the lamp behind the apse of St-Germain-l__uxerrois. I wouldn__ have created that precedent. My turn now to let the children play with the lock.__he centre, as you must be thinking of it, is the well of St-Julien-le-Pauvre. The __ell of Truth_ as it__ been known since the eleventh century.__e was delighted. I__ delivered. He said, __ou know, you and I could do great things together. It__ a pity I__ already __eyond redemption_, even at this very moment.__is unhibited display of brotherly affection was of childlike spontaneity. But he was still pursuing his line of thought: he dashed out to the nearby stationery shop and came back with a little basic pair of compasses made of tin.__ook. The Vieux-Chene, the Well. The Well, the Arbre-a-Liege On either side of the Seine, adhering closely to the line he__ drawn, the age-old tavern signs were at pretty much the same distance from the magic well.__ell, now, you see, it__ always been the case that whenever something bad happens at the Vieux-Chene, a month later _ a lunar month, that is, just twenty-eight days _ the same thing happens at old La Frite__ place, but less serious. A kind of repeat performance. An echoThen he listed, and pointed out on the map, the most notable of those key sites whose power he or his friends had experienced.In conclusion he said, ____ the biggest swindler there is, I__ prepared to be swindled myself, that__ fair enough. But not just anywhere. There are places where, if you lie, or think ill, it__ Paris you disrespect. And that upsets me. That__ when I lose my cool: I hit back. It__ as if that__ what I was there for.
Paris Noir: The Secret History of a City
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He insisted on clearing the table, and again devoted himself to his game of patience: piecing together the map of Paris, the bits of which he__ stuffed into the pocket of his raincoat, folded up any old how.I helped him.Then he asked me, straight out, __hat would you say was the true centre of Paris?__ was taken aback, wrong-footed. I thought this knowledge was part of a whole body of very rarefied and secret lore. Playing for time, I said, __he starting point of France__ roads . . . the brass plate on the parvis of Notre-Dame.__e gave me a withering look.__o you take for me a sap?__he centre of Paris, a spiral with four centres, each completely self-contained, independent of the other three. But you don__ reveal this to just anybody. I suppose - I hope - it was in complete good faith that Alexandre Arnoux mentioned the lamp behind the apse of St-Germain-l__uxerrois. I wouldn__ have created that precedent. My turn now to let the children play with the lock.__he centre, as you must be thinking of it, is the well of St-Julien-le-Pauvre. The __ell of Truth_ as it__ been known since the eleventh century.__e was delighted. I__ delivered. He said, __ou know, you and I could do great things together. It__ a pity I__ already __eyond redemption_, even at this very moment.__is unhibited display of brotherly affection was of childlike spontaneity. But he was still pursuing his line of thought: he dashed out to the nearby stationery shop and came back with a little basic pair of compasses made of tin.__ook. The Vieux-Chene, the Well. The Well, the Arbre-a-Liege On either side of the Seine, adhering closely to the line he__ drawn, the age-old tavern signs were at pretty much the same distance from the magic well.__ell, now, you see, it__ always been the case that whenever something bad happens at the Vieux-Chene, a month later _ a lunar month, that is, just twenty-eight days _ the same thing happens at old La Frite__ place, but less serious. A kind of repeat performance. An echoThen he listed, and pointed out on the map, the most notable of those key sites whose power he or his friends had experienced.In conclusion he said, ____ the biggest swindler there is, I__ prepared to be swindled myself, that__ fair enough. But not just anywhere. There are places where, if you lie, or think ill, it__ Paris you disrespect. And that upsets me. That__ when I lose my cool: I hit back. It__ as if that__ what I was there for.
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Those are the bad guys, right?___epends on who wins, I guess.