Kertész, A Bistro in the Quartier Latin, Paris, 1927
Not to find one's way around a city does not mean much. But
to lose one's way in a city, as one loses one's way in a forest, requires some
schooling. Street names must speak to the urban wanderer like the snapping of
dry twigs, and little streets in the heart of the city must reflect the times
of day, for him, as clearly as a mountain valley. This art I acquired rather
late in life; it fulfilled a dream, of which the first traces were labyrinths
on the blotting papers in my school notebooks.
Walter Benjamin
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