For Paris is, according to its legend, the city where everyone loses his head, and his morals, lives through at least one histoire d’amour, ceases, quite, to arrive anywhere on time, and thumbs his nose at the Puritans—the city, in brief, where all become drunken on the fine old air of freedom. This legend, in the fashion of legends, has this much

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Journalism that succeeds as art usually does not appear to be art in its presentation. The surface appearance of a work of journalism is humbler, more routine, more daily, as per the etymology of the word “journalism.” Such works do not announce themselves as belonging to any capitalized arts category, like Sculpture or Painting or the Novel or the

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