A chance reading from Les Fleurs du Mal illuminates the Paris and the humanity that is being attacked.
Les Fleurs du Mal, 1892. Source: Wikimedia Commons
This morning over breakfast, at a hotel in Prague, I picked the Fleurs du Mal off my Kindle to immerse myself in the Paris of my dreams - Baudelaire's Paris. It opened by meaningful coincidence on L'Examen de Minuit: Baudelaire's account of his own Friday 13.
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