Leduc's attentiveness to her marginal subject, and the way she writes about the city reverberate with me. Like the transient figures in Jean Rhys's novels, she exists in the same fine line between inside and outside; and occupies the city as another layer of its movement. She exists side by side with the residents of the city, the passersby; and yet is so invisible. They only see her when she reaches out her hand to beg...


On the M├ętro, the connections to other lines and other stations are signposted as Correspondances. Here I am thinking about meeting points, the points of connection to other lines, other destinations to introduce my notes on the books I read and films etc. that correspond to my own writing in some way, and correlate with my interests.