Swann's Way (In Search of Lost Time, v. 1)—Marcel Proust
This post does not mention a madeleine
First posted on August 21, 2009
Last spring, Jeri and I went to France for Holy Week to visit some dear friends in their new home in the Loire valley, completely unaware that just north of us, about 44 miles away, we could have stumbled into the small, fictional village of Combray. I say “fictional,” because in the real world it called itself “Illiers” …
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