still raining on canal street
there's no place called canal street in paris, but it was really pouring down on canal saint martin this sunday evening, as i was leaving that place called point éphémére, where i had just attended my sixth dawn landes concert since the first one about two years ago, and i was feeling a little bit sad because i just couldn't dare to say a word to her, so the way the sky was crying et caetera et caetera . . .
trying to stick with the picture's atmosphere . . .