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Still, Felix Kerboz preserved a remnant of
conscientiousness. The first week of our installing the
Buttes-Chaumont, he managed two other back and forth.
He confirmed the existence of a wall “coma over twenty one
minute. ” A kind of hazy that membrane compared to a
transparent and thin lips.
“After the wall, the silver cord that holds the world broken
and will no longer want to turn back, “thought-it. All the
newspapers took up the phrase “Wall comatose. ” Some
also called “wall of death”
or even “a Moloch” or “Moch a” parallel with the sound
barrier, Mach 1.
Moloch, it reminded me of Baal, the Phoenician god
Carthage. On a trip to Sidi Bou Said, Tunisia, I saw its
representation. A large statue of hollow metal. We lit a fire
in his belly. Were thrown in children and sacrifice virgins in
his gaping mouth.
Just down on the ground floor, my mother had opened her
shop and sold as agreed tee-shirts, key chains and caps.
His shop was modestly called “In conquerors of death. “
There were all sorts of miscellaneous items: the beer mugs
on which was written: “Death is our Job An inscription in