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This is from the first week in may when we was in "Aix en Provences"...Martino, Milenko and Me.

Martinos car: Mercedes

Aixs old town

This part of the city is the continuation of the Town Hall area.
The cathédrale Saint Sauveur bears witness to the presence of Christianity in Aix as far back as the 5th century, while nearby, the first floor of the former Archevêché (archbishops palace) is home to the Musée des Tapisseries. This buildings inner courtyard also serves as the perfect backdrop to the Festival d'Art Lyrique (Operatic Festival), which has been held here every summer since 1948. Not much further on from here, delightful bookshops like Divine Comédie and Rue des Bouquinistes Obscurs remain firm favourites with collectors of rare books.

Aix keeps a distance from large-scale industrialisation and preserves its cultural lifestyle, natural elegance and sophisticated way of living.

And somewhere there I found the face of a girl with the name
"INCOMPLETE"...a face of "Jelena- zena koje nema from the writer Ivo Andric", a invisible emotion deep in me, a face, a smiley, a fascinating look and sight...

Must it ever be thus, -- that the source of our happiness must also be the fountain of our misery? The full and ardent sentiment which animated my heart with the love of nature, overwhelming me with a torrent of delight, and which brought all paradise before me, has now become an insupportable torment, a demon which perpetually pursues and harasses me...

...when I passed by this poster in a unknowen street...

it looks like life!