Overheard at cafés
Fragments of stolen conversations, bits of lives crossed at the next table, or in the street.
The words of everyday life, just as they were.
Overheard at the café of the Musée du quai Branly, Paris
A young man, alone, talking on the phone:
« T’es où toi ? Ouais... Moi, là ? Là... je suis entre l’Asie et l’Océanie. »
(“Where are you? Yeah… Me? Here? I’m… between Asia and Oceania.”)
Overheard in a café in Santiago de Compostela
6 women in their 70s, laughing, all talking at once:
« Te lo digo; ahora, nadie me habla. Solo me aguanto yo. »
(“I’ll tell you: these days, nobody talks to me. I’m the only one who puts up with me.”)
Trendy café in SOMA, San Francisco
A young woman on the phone: “So, did you find a name for your jellyfish? (pause) Wow, that’s amazing!”