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"Well, <strong>Aramis</strong> was <strong>the</strong> eighty-first box <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> invention matrix, <strong>the</strong> niftiest <strong>of</strong>all, it was <strong>the</strong> programmed metro seat. The traveler merely goes to <strong>the</strong> station.He sits down, punches in <strong>the</strong> program, and opens up his newspaper. When<strong>the</strong> thing stops, he looks up, puts away his paper, and <strong>the</strong>re he is, where hewanted to go. It's poi nt-to-poi nt, with no connections, no stops at intermediatestations. The eighty-first box was <strong>the</strong> most seductive <strong>of</strong> all f<strong>or</strong> a with-it technocrateager to impress a client."Meanwhile, Matra had a whole lot <strong>of</strong> ideas. They wanted to diversify.They were involved in military business, which let Lagardere make a goodshow. They hit it <strong>of</strong>f with Bardet. [no. 40]The difference between dreams and reality is variable.The guy who spray-paints his innermost feelings on <strong>the</strong> white walls<strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> Pigalle metro station may be rebelling against <strong>the</strong> drab reality <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong>stations, <strong>the</strong> cars, <strong>the</strong> tracks, and <strong>the</strong> surveillance cameras. His dreamsseem to him to be infinitely remote from <strong>the</strong> harsh truth <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> stations, andthat's why he signs his name in rage on <strong>the</strong> white ceramic tiles. The chiefengineer who dreams <strong>of</strong> a speedier metro likewise crosses out plansacc<strong>or</strong>ding to his moods. But if <strong>the</strong> AT-2000 had been developed, his dreamwould have be<strong>com</strong>e <strong>the</strong> o<strong>the</strong>r's w<strong>or</strong>ld. The spray-painting hoodlum would<strong>the</strong>n be living partly within <strong>the</strong> o<strong>the</strong>r's dream brought to life, just as he isliving in <strong>the</strong> waking dream <strong>of</strong> Fulgence Bienvenue. In Paris, a war <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong>w<strong>or</strong>lds is raging, a war <strong>of</strong> dreams, a war quite different from <strong>the</strong> oppositionbetween states <strong>of</strong> feeling and states <strong>of</strong> affairs, between s<strong>of</strong>t subjects andhard technologies. Dreams seeking to be realized are shaping Paris, w<strong>or</strong>kingthrough its subterranean spaces and stations. They touch and try oneano<strong>the</strong>r. The subway is too slow; it can be redone. The engineer Bardet isno less impatient than <strong>the</strong> hoodlum. He, too, wants to change <strong>the</strong> metro,to change life. Let's be careful not to oppose cold calculat<strong>or</strong>s to hotagitat<strong>or</strong>s. Nei<strong>the</strong>r is m<strong>or</strong>e spontaneous than <strong>the</strong> o<strong>the</strong>r. Petit is influencedby <strong>the</strong> Americans' PRT, which is hardly surprising; <strong>the</strong>n again-and this ismuch harder to believe-<strong>the</strong> illiterate hoodlum does his tagging spontaneouslyin English and in <strong>the</strong> graphic style <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> New Y<strong>or</strong>k City gangs!As f<strong>or</strong> Bardet, he's dreaming too. F<strong>or</strong> where, if not in a dream, couldone <strong>com</strong>pare a 130-pound grandmo<strong>the</strong>r headed f<strong>or</strong> <strong>the</strong> 5acn3-Coeur stationwith a 100-gram cartridge that a transfer machine picks up on an

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