At night I would climb the steps to the Sacre-Coeur, and I would watch Paris, that futile oasis, scintillating in the wi — Simone de Beauvoir, Memoirs of a Dutiful Daughter
At night I would climb the steps to the Sacre-Coeur, and I would watch Paris, that futile oasis, scintillating in the wi — Simone de Beauvoir, Memoirs of a Dutiful Daughter
At night I would climb the steps to the Sacre-Coeur, and I would watch Paris, that futile oasis, scintillating in the wi — Simone de Beauvoir, Memoirs of a Dutiful Daughter
At night I would climb the steps to the Sacre-Coeur, and I would watch Paris, that futile oasis, scintillating in the wi — Simone de Beauvoir, Memoirs of a Dutiful Daughter
At night I would climb the steps to the Sacre-Coeur, and I would watch Paris, that futile oasis, scintillating in the wi — Simone de Beauvoir, Memoirs of a Dutiful Daughter
At night I would climb the steps to the Sacre-Coeur, and I would watch Paris, that futile oasis, scintillating in the wi — Simone de Beauvoir, Memoirs of a Dutiful Daughter
At night I would climb the steps to the Sacre-Coeur, and I would watch Paris, that futile oasis, scintillating in the wi — Simone de Beauvoir, Memoirs of a Dutiful Daughter
At night I would climb the steps to the Sacre-Coeur, and I would watch Paris, that futile oasis, scintillating in the wi — Simone de Beauvoir, Memoirs of a Dutiful Daughter
At night I would climb the steps to the Sacre-Coeur, and I would watch Paris, that futile oasis, scintillating in the wi — Simone de Beauvoir, Memoirs of a Dutiful Daughter
At night I would climb the steps to the Sacre-Coeur, and I would watch Paris, that futile oasis, scintillating in the wi — Simone de Beauvoir, Memoirs of a Dutiful Daughter
At night I would climb the steps to the Sacre-Coeur, and I would watch Paris, that futile oasis, scintillating in the wi — Simone de Beauvoir, Memoirs of a Dutiful Daughter
At night I would climb the steps to the Sacre-Coeur, and I would watch Paris, that futile oasis, scintillating in the wi — Simone de Beauvoir, Memoirs of a Dutiful Daughter
At night I would climb the steps to the Sacre-Coeur, and I would watch Paris, that futile oasis, scintillating in the wi — Simone de Beauvoir, Memoirs of a Dutiful Daughter
At night I would climb the steps to the Sacre-Coeur, and I would watch Paris, that futile oasis, scintillating in the wi — Simone de Beauvoir, Memoirs of a Dutiful Daughter
At night I would climb the steps to the Sacre-Coeur, and I would watch Paris, that futile oasis, scintillating in the wi — Simone de Beauvoir, Memoirs of a Dutiful Daughter
At night I would climb the steps to the Sacre-Coeur, and I would watch Paris, that futile oasis, scintillating in the wi — Simone de Beauvoir, Memoirs of a Dutiful Daughter
At night I would climb the steps to the Sacre-Coeur, and I would watch Paris, that futile oasis, scintillating in the wi — Simone de Beauvoir, Memoirs of a Dutiful Daughter
At night I would climb the steps to the Sacre-Coeur, and I would watch Paris, that futile oasis, scintillating in the wi — Simone de Beauvoir, Memoirs of a Dutiful Daughter
At night I would climb the steps to the Sacre-Coeur, and I would watch Paris, that futile oasis, scintillating in the wi — Simone de Beauvoir, Memoirs of a Dutiful Daughter
At night I would climb the steps to the Sacre-Coeur, and I would watch Paris, that futile oasis, scintillating in the wi — Simone de Beauvoir, Memoirs of a Dutiful Daughter
At night I would climb the steps to the Sacre-Coeur, and I would watch Paris, that futile oasis, scintillating in the wi — Simone de Beauvoir, Memoirs of a Dutiful Daughter
At night I would climb the steps to the Sacre-Coeur, and I would watch Paris, that futile oasis, scintillating in the wi — Simone de Beauvoir, Memoirs of a Dutiful Daughter
At night I would climb the steps to the Sacre-Coeur, and I would watch Paris, that futile oasis, scintillating in the wi — Simone de Beauvoir, Memoirs of a Dutiful Daughter
At night I would climb the steps to the Sacre-Coeur, and I would watch Paris, that futile oasis, scintillating in the wi — Simone de Beauvoir, Memoirs of a Dutiful Daughter
At night I would climb the steps to the Sacre-Coeur, and I would watch Paris, that futile oasis, scintillating in the wi — Simone de Beauvoir, Memoirs of a Dutiful Daughter
At night I would climb the steps to the Sacre-Coeur, and I would watch Paris, that futile oasis, scintillating in the wi — Simone de Beauvoir, Memoirs of a Dutiful Daughter
At night I would climb the steps to the Sacre-Coeur, and I would watch Paris, that futile oasis, scintillating in the wi — Simone de Beauvoir, Memoirs of a Dutiful Daughter
At night I would climb the steps to the Sacre-Coeur, and I would watch Paris, that futile oasis, scintillating in the wi — Simone de Beauvoir, Memoirs of a Dutiful Daughter
At night I would climb the steps to the Sacre-Coeur, and I would watch Paris, that futile oasis, scintillating in the wi — Simone de Beauvoir, Memoirs of a Dutiful Daughter
At night I would climb the steps to the Sacre-Coeur, and I would watch Paris, that futile oasis, scintillating in the wi — Simone de Beauvoir, Memoirs of a Dutiful Daughter
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At night I would climb the steps to the Sacre-Coeur, and I would watch Paris, that futile oasis, scintillating in the wilderness of space. I would weep, because it was so beautiful, and because it was so useless.

— Simone de Beauvoir, Memoirs of a Dutiful Daughter
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