I like how a blank wall in a city is often a blank canvas for some artistic expression. I saw this wall today, and while I can’t be sure, I think it’s a kind of collage of poetry. I think maybe it’s a declaration of love, though maybe it’s a retrospective look back at a love that has faded. It wasn’t clear to me.

If you understand French why not take a closer look at the paper on the wall and see if you can figure out what this is.