Fall 1990 • Vol. XII No. 4 Fiction |

Ianvar

For the past seventy years, the Caserne de Grenelle, Brigade de Sapeurs/Pompiers de Paris has stood slightly recessed from the Place Violet, a quiet square in a quiet neighborhood of the 15th arrondissement. This somewhat obsolete fire station has had its share of conflagrations. A placard now hangs in between two boarded-up windows. It announces a réalisation: twenty-five new flats, five rehabilitated lodgings and forty-five parking spaces, sponsored by Le Foyer du Progrès et de l'Avenir. The placard also informs onlookers that the headquarters of the building company who will undertake this reconstruction are located at 157 rue des Blains, in Bagneux. But for Vova Samarine who wanders doggedly through these familiar streets on his now rare journeys to Paris, the sign he noticed above the entrance to the old fire station reminded him that he must still go to the Cemetery of Bagneux. There, in the shadow of an aging cypress, two coffins lie side by side at the bottom of an

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