La Boutique Obscure: 124 Dreams

No. 99: November 1971

Resistance

An apartment I almost lived in looks like an apartment Z. had. It’s made up of one large living room and two duplex rooms.

But my apartment is square. I’m there with C. and Lise, and many others.

We’re walking in the street, in the country, we’re running.

It’s during the Occupation. Germans everywhere. Sleepless night in a farm taken over by the underground. Scenes from the resistance.

Later, nothing but the evocation of these memories. There is an interviewer, like in The Sorrow and the Pity, which someone calls “The Sorrow and the Service,” which, I don’t know why, makes me think of a pun:

“What’s the matter, Victor? You look lost!”

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