#raccord

[krisis-krinein]

[ninfamusa]

Godard fue un famoso director de cine francés perteneciente al movimiento conocido como nouvelle vage. Fue pionero en algunas de las técnicas cinematográficas que a día de hoy todavía continúan utilizándose. En este vídeo repasamos algunas de las novedades que Jean-Luc Godard introdujo en el cine mundial.

[eltiempoyloeterno]

RACCORD: EL SOL QUE ABRASA

En mayo de 1801 “El último hombre que lo sabía todo”, Thomas Young, para retar la teoría corpuscular de Newton ideó un experimento: hizo pasar un haz de luz por dos rendijas y vio que sobre una pantalla se producía una serie de franjas brillantes y oscuras alternadas… un patrón de interferencia. La interferencia se produce cuando dos o más ondas se superponen para formar otra de mayor o menor…

[andresylupin]

Interesting to see how differently these situations played out: Yvonne d'Origny is forever grateful that Lupin gave her back her son, and nothing could ever change that, while Clarisse Mergy can't get past the fact that he's a criminal, despite how he's helped her.

Granted, there are additional factors that weigh into this: Yvonne originally had feelings for Horace Velmont, she knew him outside of his criminal activity, so that might help in any lingering good will she feels towards Lupin. For Clarisse, Lupin contributed to Gilbert living a life of crime, so that's already not great, plus she only knew him as a criminal, and she was also entirely focused on saving her son, not a good time for romance. (+ their respective partners: Yvonne was trapped in an abusive marriage, Clarisse was a widower who loved her husband)

Still, in both of these the fact that Lupin returned a son to a mother is given as reason as to why said mother should at least feel positively about him. And even though the last sentences in Crystal Stopper imply that Clarisse could harbour some feelings for him, she still seems to have rejected him quite harshly at first.

I don't think there are other love interests that are also mothers except for these two and Patricia, who is a very different story altogether. But it'd be interesting to revisit this topic when I'll reach Les Milliards in my reread!

[toilettechimiques]

Location et Vente de Toilettes Chimiques au Maroc

Vous avez un événement en plein air prévu ? Vous travaillez sur un chantier de construction éloigné ? Les toilettes chimiques peuvent être la solution idéale pour répondre à vos besoins en matière d'assainissement. Dans cet article, nous explorerons les différentes options de location et de vente de toilettes chimiques au Maroc, en détaillant leurs avantages et en vous aidant à faire un choix éclairé.

Qu'est-ce qu'une toilette chimique ?

Définition et fonctionnement

Une toilette chimique est un dispositif portatif d'assainissement, utilisé principalement dans des endroits dépourvus d'installations sanitaires fixes. Ces toilettes utilisent des produits chimiques pour désinfecter et décomposer les déchets, offrant une solution hygiénique et pratique.

Avantages des toilettes chimiques

Les toilettes chimiques sont faciles à installer et à utiliser, nécessitant peu ou pas de connexion à l'eau courante ou à l'électricité. Elles sont également écologiques lorsqu'elles sont utilisées correctement, avec des produits chimiques conçus pour minimiser l'impact environnemental.

Pourquoi opter pour une toilette chimique au Maroc ?

Contexte sanitaire au Maroc

Le Maroc, avec sa diversité de paysages et d'événements en plein air, a un besoin constant de solutions sanitaires portables. Que ce soit pour des festivals, des mariages en extérieur, ou des travaux de construction, les toilettes chimiques sont indispensables.

Besoins spécifiques du marché marocain

Le marché marocain présente des défis uniques, tels que des zones rurales éloignées et des événements de grande envergure nécessitant des installations sanitaires temporaires mais fiables. Les toilettes chimiques répondent parfaitement à ces besoins grâce à leur mobilité et leur efficacité.

Location de toilettes chimiques au Maroc

Avantages de la location

La location de toilettes chimiques offre une flexibilité inégalée. Vous pouvez les louer pour une période spécifique, réduisant ainsi les coûts associés à l'achat et à l'entretien. De plus, la location inclut souvent des services de nettoyage et de maintenance.

Types de toilettes chimiques disponibles à la location

Toilettes portables standards

Les toilettes portables standards sont idéales pour les événements de petite à moyenne taille. Elles sont robustes et offrent une solution de base mais efficace pour les besoins sanitaires.

Toilettes de luxe

Pour les événements plus prestigieux, des toilettes chimiques de luxe sont disponibles. Elles offrent des commodités supplémentaires telles que des lavabos intégrés, des miroirs et un design plus esthétique.

Processus de location

Étapes à suivre

Le processus de location commence par une évaluation de vos besoins. Contactez une entreprise de location de toilettes chimiques, décrivez votre événement ou votre chantier, et discutez des options disponibles.

Coûts associés

Les coûts de location varient en fonction de la durée, du type de toilette chimique et des services supplémentaires tels que le nettoyage régulier. Il est essentiel de demander un devis détaillé pour éviter les surprises.

Vente de toilettes chimiques au Maroc

Pourquoi acheter une toilette chimique ?

Acheter une toilette chimique peut être plus économique à long terme, surtout si vous organisez régulièrement des événements ou si vous travaillez sur des chantiers de construction permanents. Cela vous offre également la liberté de personnaliser et de gérer l'entretien selon vos besoins.

Options d'achat

Toilettes neuves

Les toilettes neuves garantissent la meilleure qualité et la dernière technologie. Elles sont idéales si vous recherchez une solution durable et fiable.

Toilettes d'occasion

Les toilettes d'occasion peuvent être une option économique tout en offrant une fonctionnalité adéquate. Assurez-vous simplement de vérifier leur état et leur entretien préalable.

Prix des toilettes chimiques

Le prix des toilettes chimiques varie en fonction de leur type, de leur marque et de leurs fonctionnalités. Il est crucial de comparer différentes options et de considérer à la fois le coût initial et les dépenses d'entretien.

Où acheter des toilettes chimiques au Maroc ?

De nombreuses entreprises spécialisées proposent la vente de toilettes chimiques au Maroc. Vous pouvez les trouver en ligne ou via des recommandations locales. Assurez-vous de vérifier les avis des clients et les services après-vente.

Facteurs à considérer lors de la location ou de l'achat

Qualité et durabilité

La qualité est primordiale pour garantir la longévité de votre toilette chimique. Optez pour des modèles robustes et bien construits, adaptés aux conditions locales.

Entretien et maintenance

Un bon entretien prolonge la durée de vie de votre toilette chimique. Assurez-vous que des services de maintenance réguliers sont disponibles, que vous louiez ou achetiez.

Conformité aux normes sanitaires

Vérifiez que la toilette chimique respecte les normes sanitaires en vigueur. Cela garantit non seulement la sécurité des utilisateurs mais également le respect de l'environnement.

Utilisations courantes des toilettes chimiques au Maroc

Événements en plein air

Les toilettes chimiques sont couramment utilisées lors de festivals, de mariages en extérieur et de concerts, offrant une solution pratique et hygiénique.

Chantiers de construction

Sur les chantiers, où les installations permanentes ne sont pas disponibles, les toilettes chimiques sont essentielles pour maintenir des conditions de travail sanitaires.

Sites touristiques et campings

Les sites touristiques et les campings, souvent éloignés des infrastructures urbaines, bénéficient grandement des toilettes chimiques, offrant un confort supplémentaire aux visiteurs.

Comment choisir la bonne toilette chimique ?

Identifier vos besoins

Définissez clairement vos besoins en termes de capacité, de fréquence d'utilisation et de type d'événement ou de site.

Comparer les modèles

Comparez différents modèles de toilettes chimiques en fonction de leurs caractéristiques, de leur prix et de leur durabilité.

Consulter les avis des utilisateurs

Les avis et les retours d'expérience d'autres utilisateurs peuvent fournir des informations précieuses pour faire le bon choix.

Conclusion

Les toilettes chimiques représentent une solution pratique et flexible pour de nombreux besoins sanitaires au Maroc. Que vous choisissiez de louer ou d'acheter, il est essentiel de prendre en compte vos besoins spécifiques, la qualité des produits et les services offerts. En suivant les conseils de cet article, vous serez bien équipé pour faire un choix éclairé.

FAQs

Quelle est la durée de vie d'une toilette chimique ?

La durée de vie d'une toilette chimique dépend de sa qualité et de son entretien, mais elle peut généralement durer de 5 à 10 ans.

Comment entretenir une toilette chimique ?

Pour entretenir une toilette chimique, il est important de vider régulièrement le réservoir, de nettoyer les surfaces avec des produits adaptés et de remplacer les produits chimiques désinfectants selon les instructions du fabricant.

Est-il préférable de louer ou d'acheter une toilette chimique pour un événement ?

Pour un événement unique ou occasionnel, la location est souvent plus économique et pratique. Pour des besoins réguliers, l'achat peut s'avérer plus rentable à long terme.

Les toilettes chimiques sont-elles respectueuses de l'environnement ?

Les toilettes chimiques modernes utilisent des produits désinfectants respectueux de l'environnement et sont conçues pour minimiser leur impact écologique.

Où puis-je trouver des services de location de toilettes chimiques au Maroc ?

Vous pouvez trouver des services de location de toilettes chimiques en recherchant en ligne, en consultant des annuaires professionnels, ou en demandant des recommandations auprès de prestataires d'événements et de construction locaux.

[jade-curtiss]

Dater some bitch pis prétendre l'incompétence pendant qu'a joue du xylophone...

[rgconception]

Comment faire un plan de masse pour Enedis (EDF) ?

Comment faire un plan de masse pour Enedis (EDF ou ex-ERDF) ? On vous explique tout en détails

F aire plan de masse pour EDF (Électricité de France) / Enedis (ex-ERDF, gestionnaire du réseau de distribution d’électricité) nécessite de suivre des étapes spécifiques pour s’assurer que le plan répond aux exigences des acteurs du secteur de l’énergie. Voici les étapes clés à suivre : Que doit contenir le plan de masse pour Enedis (ou EDF) ? Avant de commencer, il est essentiel de rassembler…

[simpingland]

Req: Can you write something with Ewan Mitchell and his co-star (pronounced feminine) where they are on the set of season 2 and how he is surprised by every performances that fem gives (Fem's character is bad and perverse), since since the recordings of season one he was already staring at her surprised by her actings and now with Season 2 he wants to spend more time with her, plus he likes her.

The Rehearsal// Ewan Mitchell x Fem!actress

Summary: Ewan is a method actor and it has been working fine for him. But he regrets this decision when season 2 of HOTD starts with a love scene, being partner with a lovely talented actress who propaply hates him and his mathods. But nothing is better than asking for help when one needs it, right?

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Ewan watched from the monitor, patch removed but wig still on, your close-up was impressive. One look at you and you could see all the ambitions that were going through your character's mind, and he himself regretted not having told you yet. The good news was that filming for season two had just begun, and in this new season, Ewan had the opportunity to do scenes only with you.

They shouted cut, and you immediately broke into a smile, laughing after such an intense scene. You received compliments as you were photographed to keep the raccord straight.

"Congratulations, that's a good start," the director said to you. "Remember you have a special sequence tomorrow, get a good rest."

Yes, you remembered. And Tom (who played your brother Aegon) smiled mischievously at you. It was a kissing scene with Ewan, with whom you had barely exchanged a word since the moment you were confirmed as part of the cast, a year and a half ago. You only spoke a little at the audition, which was a chemistry test, and he was a sweet, unassuming guy. When he was announced as the official actor of Aemond... it was something different. You didn't interact in the scenes in the first season, his scenes were shared more with Fabien and Tom, while you had shared scenes with Olivia and Phia (Alicent and Helaena). The chemistry your characters were supposed to have was only hinted by the placement of you both in the scene or montages of shots that you only saw once the series was released. And in the meantime, Ewan had stayed away from all those with whom he didn't share any dialogue, with the excuse of staying focused on his character. Tom had already told you numerous times that Ewan thought you were a fantastic actress, but you always responded the same way.

"If he does, let him tell me so. Then I'll be flattered.”

When the script for the second season came, both of you, in your respective homes, had your hearts skipped a beat. Your character would approach Aemond in the throne room in the middle of the night. And there they not only talk, but share a kiss that promises to go further in the following seasons. Aemond confessed his love for your character, and being that it was a story taken from the world of Game of Thrones, it was sure to end in much more intimate scenes. Normal for actors and comfortable for a cast that was so friendly and close. But with Ewan being so distant and serious? It was difficult. You didn't even dare to call him. Nor did he call you. What you did do was call Tom.

"She hasn't spoken to me once since we started filming. I've seen her look at me sometimes, like she's trying to talk to me but then, before I could say a word, she's gone quiet again. Tom...I don't think I should take being a method actor so seriously," he said to the other actor.

"It amuses me immensely to be the connecting point for both of you. Don't worry, Ewan, she's a sweetheart, and very understanding. She knows that everyone has their own procedure. So if she has respected your method, you should respect hers."

"And what is her procedure?"

"According to Phia, she loves to walk back and forth repeating her lines in a thousand ways."

Right, Ewan saw the video Phia sent around the group so everyone could see how lunatic you looked. And even there, after discovering you were being filmed, you smiled tenderly at Phia asking her to stop. What else would he have missed since you weren't talking?

You had already taken off your wig, your hair was loose and your dress had been off for quite a while. You were waiting to take off your make-up when your trailer was called. You were expecting anyone, happy to have any interaction with the wonderful team around you, but when you saw Ewan, the smile must have dropped a little.

"Sorry if I'm intruding. Is it late?" Ewan asked you as he saw your friendly greeting getting lost in the air.

It wasn't dark yet, and the next day's filming was starting early, so you genuinely didn't know what to say to him.

"Well... I have to finish off some of the lines for tomorrow.’

The lines you had to say with him, and he knew that. But since that wasn't an invitation, Ewan understood instantly and nodded.

"Well, I just wanted to tell you...it's been an awesome first day of shooting for you. It's no wonder you're a fan favorite."

That made you blush.

"Well, that means a lot coming from you."

He smiled sheepishly at you, you were taller than he was, standing on the trailer and he was on the grass a few stairs down. And yet he seemed way too big.

"I promise I'll be on time tomorrow so we'll have plenty of time to rehearse," he said, trying to get out of the strange conversation he had started.

You nodded and watched as he walked away, the patch in his hand and taking off his seatbelts. Did he come with the intention of chatting? My God, you'd had a chance to talk at length with your fellow cast member and you'd wasted it? You needed to go over the scene as much as possible!

"Ewan!" You called out to him, hanging almost on your doorstep, he turned with that agility that is so engaging on screen (and in person). "Are you done for the day?"

"I've got to get out of my costume. But...yes, I'm done."

"Would you mind..." you mumbled in an exaggeratedly loud voice for him to hear. How embarrassing. "Would you mind dropping by again to rehearse?"

Ewan stood still for a second. He watched you from afar, so affectionate and shy, totally contrary to your character, and felt a deep tenderness.

"I'll be back in half an hour," he promised you.

You looked forward to it, and you'd be lying if you didn't say that you'd put your make-up back on a bit. Ewan, on the other hand, was hurrying more than usual to remove his own clothes, forgetting to remove his fake scars in the rush that followed him. He was punctual, and in thirty and a half minutes, he was knocking on your door again.

"I really appreciate you doing this, Ewan," you said as he climbed into your trailer.

"Don't worry, it's going to be fun."

You looked at each other for a second, smiling, kind of gawking, which was nothing like the scene you had to recreate.

"How do you prepare for a scene?" You ask.

"I listen to some music. But I want to try what you do. "

He looked at you expectantly, and you suddenly felt embarrassed. Like the girls at the school function.

"So... I close my eyes, and I create a map where everything looks a little bit like the set."

"And what do we choose to be the throne?" Ewan smiled, which made you blush even more.

"Well... "There was a fully finished teacup, with the inelegantly squeezed bag next to it, dripping. You'd forgotten to clean it up completely. "That cup itself."

Ewan frowned slightly, teasingly, and nodded. The next step for you was harder to explain.

"Now, Ewan, I need some space."

He sat down on your couch, script to one side, the bastard having already memorized it all. And from there he watched live what he'd been craving for months, watching you pace back and forth. You read the annotations and your lines.

"They will never forgive our family for what I did," Ewan replied, intoning in the silky voice he gave Aemond.

"If it's any consolation, I doubt they would be willing to let us live even if we had given them the throne willingly, Aemond..." though you paced, your hands and gestures maintained theatricality, and you repeated the phrase three more times, all with trapped deliberation. "This pantomime of repentance can only convince Mother...but not me."

"What pantomime do you mean?" replied Aemond.

Then your character stopped looking at Aemond to stare at the Throne. In this case you stopped to stare at the ugly teacup. You had to hold back a smile. Ewan looked at it too.

"It's impossible to fool you, it always has been." Ewan got up from the sofa and approached you, as Aemond does with your character. "It is a crude, chaotic and ugly object, but always that which I have desired."

Then the laughter you'd been holding back escaped, unable to think of the mug as anything else. And Ewan laughed with you, all the tension disappearing instantly. Now he could understand the affection with which everyone spoke of you.

"I'm sorry, really," you said, getting serious again. "I'm sorry."

"Don't apologise, this is fun. I'm going to try your method. Shall we close our eyes?"

"That's right."

You closed them at the same time, thinking about the huge room, illuminated by a silver light that simulated the moon. And after a few seconds, Ewan opened his eyes to look at you. Although you didn't have your white hair, or the elegant dress, your eyes were the same, as beautiful and bright as they were behind the cameras. And he had the privilege of being the focus of your attention and having them in the foreground.

"Though I think I was always more subtle with another of my longings..." he whispered close to your lips.

"That you tried at least" you whispered back.

"When I get the throne I'll need someone as sharp as you to accompany me. There is no woman in the seven kingdoms who compares to you."

Then came the kiss. You looked into Ewan's eyes, up his nose and down to his lips. What was there left to throw yourself? Not much, but with him being so reclusive, with that being one of the few times you spoke to each other, it felt strange to pounce on him without consent. So you walked away, leaving the scene there.

"We can work this out with the director and the intimacy coordinator, if you like," Ewan suggested, a little flushed and extremely sweet.

You poured him a cup of tea while you discussed the romance that your characters might have developed over the years that the series skips. You imagined romantic scenes that might have led up to that kiss and concluded that they were a toxic couple, but possibly better than Rhaenyra and Daemon.

"You know, I love the way you act and I love that I discovered your process," he confessed. "I think the admiration part is not going to be too hard to act out."

"Oh...my process is really ridiculous, everyone laughs at me. I'm glad it at least works. But it gives me a hard time at auditions," you laughed nervously.

"Well, it's true that it's fun to watch. But it's certainly worth it. I don't think you have anything to envy the others, you're...magnetic." He said it with a seriousness that moved you, adding to his intense gaze. "I'm sorry I wasn't smart enough to tell you sooner, because I've been thinking about it since the day they put me in the same room you were in, back at the audition.”

You froze a little, so you just said what you felt in the simplest way and with the most honest smile.

"Thank you."

Ewan took the last sip of his tea and before he left you remembered one of the thousand questions you had for him.

"Is there a reason you haven't removed the scar? Something to do with method acting?"

"Scar?"

You touched his cheek, where the scar began, and Ewan understood instantly.

"Ah, gee, I completely forgot to go through makeup. I'll get a telling off tomorrow."

"Not if you sleep on it until tomorrow" you joked. "Let me help you, I love fake wounds."

You stood next to him, towering over him a little, and lifted the thin layer of silicone with the delicacy you had seen in make-up artists. You were envious of the woman who was in charge of characterising a person as curiously attractive as Ewan. He also smelled exaggeratedly good.

When you took it off, you threw it into the creepy teacup from earlier.

"I've almost run out from, the costume department before," he justified himself. You took the opportunity to wipe that part of her face with a makeup remover wipe. "I usually do this part myself..."

"I know, but I like it..."

And while you were stroking his face with the excuse of cleaning it, Ewan was watching your lips, and didn't notice that you had noticed. You pushed the wipe away, stroking his chin, and at the same time, you both pressed your lips together. A strange kiss, something special, sweet and soft. You stretched it out, standing almost still, afraid of what would happen if you broke apart. When you finally did, you looked at each other with a look of confusion, though neither you nor Ewan pulled away.

It was a dangerous idea, he was your partner, and you had been unprofessional. You broke away.

"I think you should rest. I've distracted you too much." Your tone came out agitated and Ewan rose slowly.

"No, it's all right. I liked it. I liked everything. Didn't you?" He had emphasised the word 'everything' and was looking at you with lambent eyes.

"Yes...I loved being with you."

He said goodbye with a smile of his, and you bowed at your door like a little girl. Most of the team had already gone to rest and you barely noticed.

You had to put on more concealer than usual the next day because of the lack of sleep you'd had from that strange kiss. Ewan had kept his promise and had arrived a good while earlier to re-rehearse the scene. You did it without the kiss or the lights, just with the director's instructions and with your cheeks flushed as you exchanged glances.

"Did you practice with the kiss?" the intimacy coordinator asked you.

You were completely silent. Ewan answered for you.

"Not really, maybe it's better to give a first kiss at the moment of the shot. More realism."

"Well, then I guess you've worked out the sexual tension and dynamics of your characters."

Ewan nodded and smiled, which made you smile. Had he put hours of sleep into your little meeting yesterday? Yes, he had, and he told the woman who was putting on his scar who asked him who had removed it the day before. When you returned to the set, lights on, costumes on, cameras rolling, Ewan looked at you in the distance, asking you with his eyes if you were ready. You nodded with a shy smile, and began to act when they shouted action.

Aemond, still dressed and coming from the castle library, walked into the empty throne room to watch you. You walked behind him, in a smart dressing gown, your hair loose and trying uselessly not to make a sound. Aemond then spoke aloud.

"They will never forgive our family for what I did."

You approached Ewan, who still wouldn't look at you.

"If it's any consolation, I doubt they would be willing to let us live even if we had given them the throne willingly, Aemond..." You leaned into him a little, as the director had recommended. He was so tall and so tense that you felt as safe as if you were leaning against a stone pillar. "This pantomime of repentance can only convince Mother...but not me." Then Aemond would look down to see you out of the corner of his eye, which made your character - and you - nervous.

"What pantomime do you mean?"

Then you looked at the throne, now there was no laughter to disturb you, only the terrible seat of swords before you. And Aemond was looking at it too.

"It's impossible to fool you, it always has been. It is a brutish, chaotic, ugly object, but always that which I have desired."

After a pause, he turned fully around to look at you, his height becoming primordial in that short distance. In that low light, Ewan's visible eye looked into your eyes, dropping to your lips subtly.

"Though I think I was always more subtle with another of my longings..." he whispered in his velvety tone.

"That you tried at least" you replied trying to keep your composure. If they knew how hard you were struggling not to fall to your knees at that moment they would have nominated you for an Emmy by now.

"When I get the throne I'll need someone as clever as you to accompany me. There is no woman in the seven kingdoms who compares to you."

He stroked your face gently, something that coming from Ewan was tender and expected, immensely pleasing, but then you remembered that Aemond could never be so gentle in the face of his urges, and you let your own out. You pressed yourself against him, pressing your lips together with all the assurance you had longed for the night before. You could feel Ewan intensify your kiss even more, placing his hand on your neck. All the possible kisses that had been going on in your head during the night were now dwarfed by the kiss that was happening right there. As fierce as your characters, with the longing you had just discovered that you and Ewan had shared for a year and a half.

It was only when they shouted 'cut' that you broke apart, catching your breath and barely breaking away. Some applause, chatter and comments from the team, you could hear little of what they were saying. You pulled away flushed, laughing at the sudden intensity. You looked at the director as Ewan smoothed his jacket.

"Let's look at the shot, I think it was simply perfect, congratulations."

Another round of applause, and you felt Ewan brush your unruly hair out of your face, stroking it as he ruffled your hair.

"What a pity not to have to repeat this scene..." He confessed.

"That's the thing about being so talented," you joked.

"Obviously..." he removed his patch and turned back to you to ask in a quieter voice, "although I'd love to have more private acting classes with you..."

You smiled at the hint.

"I'll give them to you if in exchange you let me remove your fake scars again."

"Deal."

[fullshoerebelhairdo]

comment réparer la fuite ou changer le robinet des toilettes (3 solution...

[krisis-krinein]

[chic-a-gigot]

La Mode nationale, no. 17, 25 avril 1896, Paris. Notre patron découpé (Grandeur naturelle). Corsage à pointe. Bibliothèque nationale de France

Détails et Explication du patron découpé:

Ce modèle forme pointe devant très court sur les hanches; des coques de même étoffe, doublèes de soie assortie, forment petite basque; les pinces sont ornées d'un galon brodé. (This model has a pointed front shape, very short on the hips; shells of the same fabric, lined with matching silk, form a small peplum; the clips are decorated with an embroidered braid.)

Ce patron se compose de six morceaux. (This pattern consists of six pieces.)

No. 1. — Le devant. (The front.)

No. 2. — Le premier côté; un cran indique le raccord au devant. (The first side; a notch indicates the connection at the front.)

No. 3. — Le deuxième côté; deux crans indiquent le raccord au premier côté. (The second side; two notches indicate the connection to the first side.)

No. 4. — Le jockey de la manche. (The jockey for the sleeve.)

No. 5. — Le dos, coupé long de façon à former une coque en repliant le bas à l'endroit indiqué par un cran de chaque côté. (The back, cut long so as to form a shell by folding the bottom at the place indicated by a notch on each side.)

No. 6. — La manche ballon, demi-longue; un trait à la roulette indique le dessous. (The balloon sleeve, half-length; a roulette line indicates the bottom.)

Métrage: 1m,50 tissu grande largeur; 0m,70 soie ou satin pour l'intérieur des coques.

[flyingfabio]

le mans thoughts dump!!!

sorry it’s gonna be a picture-less dump because i wasn’t prepared and i only had only my phone with shitty camera quality… also this going to be a mess. first general remarks and then a fabio special part of course… under a read more because i think it’s gonna be longgg

general remarks about the event

well not a surprise but le mans is CRAZY. so many bikes so many people and the atmosphere… you don’t need beer or anything else to feel PUMPED there

the weather was GREAT and i felt it made the experience so enjoyable. i wore long jeans and big tshirts and applied sunscreen and spent time in the grandstands away from the sun and yet my face is red. i have a sunburn on my chin. MY CHIN.

i didn’t feel unsafe or witness anything gross during my time there. important to mention that i was with my brother and didn’t camp on site so the experience can definitely be different for others. there ARE overly drunk people at the circuit and some entitled people smoking weed with families with kids nearby…

as for the camping sites you could see them from the circuit and HEAR them from afar and it is WILD. never in my life i think i would be capable to camp there lmao

so many things to do at the venue: the village, fanzones, a stunt show, fireworks… you can feel how this gp is organized as a whole experience for the fans

did i mention a lot of people?

obviously some things to improve especially the management of the entrances/exit points of the circuit but with so many people at a venue that is not that big i can understand the struggle. maybe they need to think about implementing a limit for the attendance at some point

i had grandstands tickets and it was really enjoyable to have a place with shade to sit down at any moment though i LOVED going to sit on the grass trackside to watch the bikes, especially with the warm weather. sad that we only had time to watch from only a few places at the last turns of the circuit (raccordement, “s” bleus, chemin aux boeufs). would have loved to sit at garage vert for example.. we only did this on friday and saturday because we thought sunday would be too crowded. people literally come at 6-7 am to get the best spots!

the NOISE. thank god i brought my earplugs with noise reduction. the bikes are very loud on their own obviously, but if you are trackside you can watch without ear protection easily. but in the grandstands on the straight? HELL NO! i think it’s very special to le mans where the place is acting like a “soundbox”, amplifying the sound

where we sat in the grandstand we could see the canal+ booth from the other side of the straight. at some point i was like wait a min… isn’t that maverick and rivola out there? and i was right, my bro was shocked i could recognize them from their backs and so far away… also guessed raul, miguel and lin jarvis. maybe i’m too deep in the motogp hole? also recognized the back of a fabio cut-out that people had installed at the bottom of our grandstand but this is a given i guess

idk where to put that but i saw pecco’s mascot so many times i’m starting to think there are actually two of them

also the speaker at the circuit was shit. he flopped so many times 

the races

overall good races! 

moto3 was good, especially because they were close and there were overtakes for the win at the end

moto2 was meh, some good battles in the pack but the race was over after lap one... probably was the only one looking for tony at every lap and cheering for him. rude speakers saying how he was fighting for the championship last year and how he is struggling this year. bitch it's not his fault that speedups are suddenly rocketships 😭

motogp sprint… it’s better that i don’t talk about it. thank you acosta for the overtaking crumbs

motogp race!! i thought it would be a repeat of the sprint, but it turned out to be such a good battle at the front! the crowd went NUTS when martin and then marc overtook pecco. obviously it’s so nice to get battles like these at the front for the win, but this doesn’t erase the fact that it’s still ducati only. and for me motogp CAN'T be at its best unless it’s different brands fighting it out

you know my distaste for the sprints, but i have to admit it adds something to the experience at the track, especially for casual fans like my brother. for me i really enjoyed friday, seeing the different bikes go around the track and observing the different riding styles. my brother much more enjoyed saturday and sunday when there was more “at stake”. this sprint was shit though

my grandstand was… something lmao. a mix of marc truthers and booers. pecco haters who had beef with the pecco grandstand next to us lmao. pecco grandstand started to cheer for pecco after people clapped when the speaker announced martin as the poleman… you can imagine they weren’t as loud after the race lmao 😭

the japanese bikes… it’s so depressing to see irl you have no idea. this weekend basically all of them (except fabio) were hanging out at the end of grid with augusto fernandez...

the marini case is even worse man. it’s so bad that i think i had left my grandstand before he even crossed the finish line on sunday and i’m not even kidding (many people were leaving just after the winner arrived to try to get out of the circuit quickly) 

pedro acosta was probably the most applauded after the frenchies and marc 

that jorge martin guy is REAL fast on a ducati i’m afraid

marc marquez is a showman

weird personal observation but i was less stressed before the race start than i am when i’m watching on tv

FABIOOOOOOOOO

as i said last year, he really is his people’s DARLING

but first about his performance this weekend. INSANE. straight to q2 with an insane lap. with fellow fabio truther lady sat next to me we held our breath until the very end of the session… then during q2 i remember thinking well let’s see fabio qualify p12 now and then when he pushed that tractor and it got him to p6 at some point? my jaw was on the floor and everyone around cheered 

the sunday race… man. i felt it IN MY BONES that fabio would crash at some point. i knew it when he was just in front of aleix and he was manhandling that bike in every direction just to stay in front. then i saw that he had managed to make a small gap to aleix and i thought “he wants too much and he’s overriding it too much…” next when the yellow flag alert appeared i knew…

it was clear that he wanted to give his everything this whole weekend, no matter how shit the bike was. it was no coincidence that the cross necklace was back this weekend… 

even my brother who is the casual of casuals noticed the difference of riding style. said that it was obvious how much fabio was fighting the bike compared to others

the special livery. my god it was SO beautiful on camera and irl… the bike looked so good on the track and fabio looked radiant in those leathers. i tried the special le mans cap but it was a flat brim which i don’t like very much and it looked ugly on me so i bought this baby instead

i was pleasantly surprised not to hear any fabio slander during the entire weekend. when you look at the comment from moto french “fans” on facebook it’s always full of hate (he only thinks about money, he is too “feminine” or whatever bullshit, homophobic shit etc.) even with his special livery (shit like omg can you believe he is a MAN and likes to wear PINK???) i heard nothing. probably for the best or i was ready to throw hands

rins didn’t come with fabio on stage in fanzone for the “meeting with riders” event and it’s understandable poor guy probably wouldn’t have had any question for him

it’s crazy how fabio’s voice sounds different to me irl. at some point i thought he sounded like mbappé 😭

when asked who was his favorite rider (the question didn’t mention past or present, but then the host said well let’s go from the current riders) fabio answered marc marquez is a legend of the sport. also joked don’t worry valentino fans lmao

got asked if he thinks there are too many ducatis on the grid. you can imagine the reaction of the crowd lol. then said that “yamaha and myself are working hard to have two more yamahas on the grid… and two less ducatis smirks” 

someone asked him the obvious question of why he stayed at yamaha. answered how he understands why people don’t understand his choice right now, but that they will in the coming few weeks and right there i believed him. this man could sell me the moon

hardcore fans who take this rare opportunity to ask fabio to sign their fabio related tattoo will never fail to make me cringe but what’s way worse is the man who thought himself entitled to ask fabio about his private life in front of everyone and how “we never see the many women who are after him” posted there (do you get the gross implication there?) anyways. the cunt got booed and fabio got applauded when he answered that he has the right to keep some parts of his life private while he already shares many things with the fans

maybe i will conclude on this but going there you understand why yamaha had to do everything to keep fabio. going beyond the performance element which is obvious, fabio’s marketing power is insane. when fans were asked about their favorite brand, yamaha got the most applause. i didn’t count but i think the yamaha/fabio merch was the most worn among fans (maybe alongside with vr46 lol). and like yeah we’re in france so obviously it’s more visible but having managed to keep the face of their brand is essential in rough times like these. take honda for example, it’s like they weren’t even there this weekend, even with zarco riding one…

probably forgot many things but i think that’s enough lol. i’m already missing it (thank god i took this day off to recover) and i will certainly go again in the future!! (maybe not every year because it’s A LOT though)

[cheminer-poesie-cressant]

source : @cheminer-poesie-cressant

le raccord des arbres pour dessiner de nouvelles ombres, de nouvelles voûtes, le raccord qui fait parfois palais d’ombrage ; une transparence funambule s’y installe où une entrée pavée d’ombre nous y amène

© Pierre Cressant

(dimanche 7 mai 2023)

[ekman]

Delon nous a quitté dimanche dernier. Fin de bobine. 

La salle s’éclaire, les yeux piquent, les assises se rabattent sèchement sur les dossiers, les gens piétinent vers la sortie. Le bel Alain s’en est allé pour de bon, lui qui – semble-t-il – avait déjà quitté le monde sensé, laissant ses glorieux enfants se déchirer autour d’un terril d’or.

Journalistes, politiques, pipoles et piplettes : ils n’ont tous que des superlatifs à la bouche. Machin y va de son “c’était le dernier monstre sacré”, Bidule nous rappelle que “c’était un vrai prince”. La presse idiote rivalise en putasserie unière, à qui la plus belle photo, à qui le plus pathétique titre en guimauve pur sucre.

Mais moi je me souviens, bande de hyènes. J’ai rien oublié du tout. Je me rappelle bien de la ringardisation à marche forcée du ci-devant Delon Alain, coupable de choix politiques impardonnables. Fallait les voir se pincer le nez, les tenanciers de ce merdique show-biz gavé de thunes. Tu citais Delon et voilà qu’ils avaient grave la gerbe, ces gauchistes gueulards et ces soixante-huitards pédos. Beuark ! Macho réac ! Machine à cash ! Vieux beau qui s’accroche ! Tout le catalogue des amabilités en travers de sa belle gueule, le Delon. Ah ça oui, fallait les voir tortiller du cul quand on leur faisait remarquer que son fric, lui, il allait le chercher à Caracas et à Kyoto en vendant des clopes et du cognac pendant qu’eux tapinaient sous les lambris des ministères comme des putes de chantier pour se gaver d’argent public. Et pour quoi faire ? Des films de merde labellisés gauche-xanax où des couples idiots s’engueulent à la cuisine pour des histoires d’adultère foireux tristes à mourir. 

Je n’ai jamais pris Delon très au sérieux. Ça n’était pas un vrai soldat, pas complètement un tapin, plutôt un assez mauvais comédien... mais quel acteur ! Quel talent, le félin ! Au-delà de sa belle gueule, il y avait son charme infini de scorpion astralement pur : intransigeant, égocentré, jaloux, lumineux, charmeur, menteur. Elles ont été quelques-unes à y laisser des larmes. Et pas qu’un peu : par bonbonnes entières ! Mais lui s’en foutait. Il aimait, il vivait, il partait. C’est comme ça qu’il les a tous et toutes bluffé(e)s pendant plus de quatre-vingt ans. Au final, c’est la caméra qui l’a le mieux aimé. Cinégénique à en crever, le bonhomme. Pas un angle, pas une ombre pour nuire à sa beauté solaire – ce qui est le comble pour un aussi ténébreux Narcisse. 

Tous les plans qui éclairent Delon sont une ode à la masculinité. Même avec un imper trop grand et un bitos rivé sur le crâne, il est crédible. Je veux bien croire qu’il y en a quelques-uns que ça a vraiment du faire bisquer, dans le métier.

Avez-vous remarqué que “masculinité” lui va bien mieux que “virilité” ? Je dis cela parce que Delon n’inspirait pas le cul – il n’y avait rien chez lui de léger en bagatelle ou d’ostentatoire en braguette. C’était un dominateur silencieux, une emprise, un orage. Les femmes – et surtout les plus inaccessibles d’entre elles – ne s’y trompaient pas. Elles cédaient et lui, tranquillement, disposait. Avec tact et élégance sans doute, en tout cas jusqu’à son départ.

Et le voilà parti pour de bon. Un de plus, un de moins, peut-être le dernier. En tout cas, c’est bien raccord avec cette époque qu’il vomissait, à juste titre.

J.-M. M.

[christian-dubuis-santini]

Pour le psychanalyste, l'acte véritable, le seul acte digne de ce nom, est celui d'une suspension de la réalité constituée.

La théorie psychanalytique rejoint ici directement Hegel pour qui la réalité est quelque chose de posé, de constitué par le sujet, et non pas simplement quelque chose qui s'impose à lui de l'extérieur.

Avec le développement et la légitimation universitaire de la psychologie, et particulièrement l'egopsychology américaine, ce que la psychanalyse "molle" a perdu, c'est cette dimension que la réalité est posée par le sujet, ce qui la faisait s'opposer au sens commun (à l'approche dite "scientifique") qui accepte la "réalité externe" comme quelque chose donnée par avance, qui finit par apparaître comme une "normalité" à quoi l'appareil psychique devrait se raccorder, se connecter, bref "s'adapter"...

Les mots que tu dis, les associations qu'ils suscitent, le lexique d'où ils viennent, la syntaxe qui les organise ne décrivent pas seulement le monde dans lequel tu es, ce sont eux qui constituent ta réalité, la "motérialité" qui est la tienne, ils révèlent dans quel type de discours ton sujet est pris…

[sloubs]

est-ce que vous vous sentez votre âge ? je sais pas comment le dire autrement, mais est-ce que dans votre tête votre âge est raccord avec votre état d'esprit ?