{"id":6543,"date":"2010-01-07T20:42:45","date_gmt":"2010-01-07T19:42:45","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.pauljorion.com\/blog\/?p=6543"},"modified":"2010-01-07T20:42:45","modified_gmt":"2010-01-07T19:42:45","slug":"de-l%e2%80%99interet-qu%e2%80%99il-y-a-de-prendre-le-train","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.pauljorion.com\/blog\/2010\/01\/07\/de-l%e2%80%99interet-qu%e2%80%99il-y-a-de-prendre-le-train\/","title":{"rendered":"De l\u2019int\u00e9r\u00eat qu\u2019il y a de prendre le train"},"content":{"rendered":"

Hier soir j\u2019\u00e9tais \u00e0 Li\u00e8ge, l\u2019invit\u00e9 de la section locale d\u2019ATTAC, pour pr\u00e9senter la sortie de \u00ab Capitalism. A Love Story \u00bb, dans cette bonne ville.<\/p>\n

Cet apr\u00e8s-midi, dans le train qui me ramenait en Bretagne, il y avait juste derri\u00e8re moi une dame dont j\u2019\u00e9tais s\u00fbr \u00e0 99 % que c\u2019\u00e9tait Jane Birkin. Quand elle a dit au t\u00e9l\u00e9phone : \u00ab Ici, c\u2019est Jane \u00bb, la probabilit\u00e9 a bondi \u00e0 99,9%. Je lui ai dit : \u00ab Vous avez un jour<\/a> pos\u00e9 la main sur la t\u00eate de ma fille qui avait alors deux ans, en disant : \u2018Oh ! la jolie petite fille !\u2019 \u00bb <\/p>\n

Elle m\u2019a demand\u00e9 de ses nouvelles et m\u2019a dit, faisant allusion \u00e0 la maison o\u00f9 avait eu cette lieu cette rencontre, et \u00e0 l\u2019appartement qu\u2019elle visitait : \u00ab J\u2019aurais d\u00fb l\u2019acheter \u00bb.<\/p>\n

Jane, je vous avais d\u00e9couverte dans \u00ab Blow-Up \u00bb d\u2019Antonioni, j\u2019avais vingt ans, et comme tous ceux qui vous ont vue alors, je ne pourrais plus vous oublier ! <\/p>\n

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Hier soir j\u2019\u00e9tais \u00e0 Li\u00e8ge, l\u2019invit\u00e9 de la section locale d\u2019ATTAC, pour pr\u00e9senter la sortie de \u00ab Capitalism. A Love Story \u00bb, dans cette bonne ville.<\/p>\n

Cet apr\u00e8s-midi, dans le train qui me ramenait en Bretagne, il y avait juste derri\u00e8re moi une dame dont j\u2019\u00e9tais s\u00fbr \u00e0 99 % que c\u2019\u00e9tait Jane Birkin. Quand […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_crdt_document":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[10],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-6543","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-arts"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.pauljorion.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6543","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.pauljorion.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.pauljorion.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.pauljorion.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.pauljorion.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=6543"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/www.pauljorion.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6543\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":136809,"href":"https:\/\/www.pauljorion.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6543\/revisions\/136809"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.pauljorion.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=6543"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.pauljorion.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=6543"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.pauljorion.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=6543"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}