The French indulged today in one of their favourite pastimes: a strike. Well, that's not entirely accurate; the metro staff had a strike (struck?) and the rest of the population walked to work pretending that it was a pain to be out in the light early Autumn breeze with the sun gently blazing and lighting up all the Haussmann buildings and the over-prevalent architectural wonders with that magnificent Parisian glow.
But not everyone walked, I was passed by more than 5 men in business suits roller blading. There were also 2 roller-skating. In the absence of public transport this was apparently the logical alternative, tremendous!
French police also indulge:
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I so want those cops to partake in some form of Xanadu inspired production number... supernatural beings... roller skates... bad 80s music and costuming. The stuff dreams are made of!
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