Personal stories

Christian Lepelletier is a French guy in his late 40’s, he’s passionate about the Tour de France, really loving anything about cycling, he’s got one of the best collections of vintage cycling magazines, however he had never raced the Tour de France due to his health condition.  But on one rainy Tuesday in June, he received a phone call from a friend antique dealer in his neighborhood, he says all excitedly on phone: “Bonjour cher ami… désolé de vous déranger. Je voulais vous prévenir que je viens de recevoir à ma boutique tout un lot de vieux magasines sur le cyclisme ainsi que des affaires d’un ancien cycliste des années 1950/1960…” [Good morning my dear fellow… I’m sorry to bother you. I just wanted to tell you that I just received in my shop a whole lot of old magazines on cycling and the belongings of a cyclist from the 1950’s/1960’s…]  Hearing this Christian simply says that he’s coming right now to the shop. The shop is in the corner of Rue de Berri and Rue de Ponthieu i...

Dieter Dantzig a young student in his early 20’s from Germany, he went to the USA for the World Cup, he watched with pure deception his country losing to Paraguay but he still watches with interest the other countries playing like France, even the USA.  During the evening of France-Paraguay, Dieter is wandering in the streets of New York until he hears familiar words in German and sees people playing, it’s girls playing soccer. He watches them with a smile on his face, not for mocking but on the contrary to admire.  However, the girls didn’t understand that and one of them whispered words Dieter couldn’t hear until he feels heavy… well his eyes feel heavy when it’s only 5 or 6 pm then it’s complete darkness but he’s still conscious, he wants to wake up, command his body to leave but nothing then he has the most horrible feeling of leaving his body as he sees himself from above… wait is it really himself he wonders: “Was passiert mit mir? Es ist nicht mein Körper!” [What’s happ...