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Under the Chasm of borrowed time. At the core of gleaming Absolute , the reflect of the forgotten expanse, harassed of void .we remain.I'm Aude/Canada/ Production student and nomadic/ interest in lots of curiosities /also speak french and fluent cinema/ reader writer phantasmagoric shaded vision full of imaginary frame.
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Eighteen years ago on a whim, Opera de Garnier prop assistant  Jean  Paucton studied beekeeping at Paris’s Jardin du Luxembourg. He bought a  hive and had every intention to take it to his country home, 45 minutes  out of the French capital.
But the opera house’s fireman – who had been raising trout in the  building’s underground reservoir (the inspiration for the subterranean  lake in Phantom of the Opera) – suggested he put the hives on the roof where the bees wouldn’t bother anyone.
Two weeks later, he returned to find the hive full of honey. The bees  were thriving. Now he keeps five hives atop Paris’s opera house and  sells the honey in the gift shop.
Since, a few fellow Parisian beekeepers have followed suit. Nicolas  Géant set up hives on the roof of the Grand Palais and the terrace of  the Louis Vuitton headquarters, and Pastor Pernot atop his  church, l’Eglise Reformée de l’Etoile.
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