This is a follow up to a story I shared with you last year. If you don’t remember the story of an early morning scramble around Pairs, you can read it here. This image was a somewhat surreal discovery for me. I was hungry and tired as I made my way back from the Eiffel Tower, and accidentally stumbled upon one of the most frequented cemeteries in France, Cimetière du Montparnasse. It is a hauntingly huge cemetery. Due to time constraints, I only had about 20 minutes to explore it. Good thing they have burial index. I quickly scanned the registry. To my surprise, I discovered a favored author my mine, Jean-Paul Sartre, was buried around the corner. It felt odd taking a photo of his grave. As you can see, there are flowers and small memorials scattered around it. I’m not sure how Sartre would have felt about that. He probably would have rather you read his work than visit. I guess I was experiencing the irony in mourning the death of an existentialist. I left the cemetery with his laughter quietly shoeing me along…..Probably because I was kicked out for using a tripod, but that’s another story.

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