“Vienna the night strikes the hour, / The days go away I remain…”
Each of the 150 objects gathered in Paris, in the archaeological crypt of the Île de la Cité, seems to whisper to us
The Pont Mirabeau
, by Apollinaire .
All of them, found in the Seine, tell the story of the river.
From prehistory to the present.
At least a rewarding story... Because it's about looking good on the eve of the Olympic Games and the deadlines set in terms of ecology.
So we will know nothing at the end of this journey, as wise as an illustrated science book, about today's ills (more than 350 tonnes of waste collected per year).
No pyramid of scooters, no greenish tangles of Vélib', Caddy, plastic objects... If the river brigade is entitled to a beautiful portrait, this is not the case of the workshop barge which, every morning , collect bulky items from the banks or fish them out at the bottom of the bed.
We will not know more about the floating booms, the retention and filtering activity.
The precise state of…
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