In the heart of Paris, watching a symbol of France burn



I began operating towards the supply of the yellow smoke with out understanding what it was — solely that it was coming from the island in the midst of the Seine on the coronary heart of a lot of Paris’ historical past. Previous bookshops and cafes, I rounded the nook to see flames creeping throughout the rooftop of Notre Dame Cathedral. I caught my breath and rubbed my stinging eyes.

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