Sunday Papers: Frederic Gros

"To arrive on foot at a place whose name one has dreamed all day, whose picture has lain for so long in the mind, casts a backward light over the road.  And what was accomplished in fatigue, sometimes boredom, in the face of that absolutely solid presence that justifies it all, is transformed into a series of necessary and joyous moments.  Walking makes time reversible."


On the turntable: "International Pop Underground"
On the nighttable:  Frederic Gros, "A Philosophy of Walking"