Concerto for Strings in G Minor, RV 156

Readers looked to Sartre and Camus to articulate what that new world might look like. 'We were, remembered the fellow philosopher Simone de Beauvoir, 'to provide the postwar era with its ideology.'

'How we loved you then, Sartre later wrote. They were gleaming icons of the era. Newspapers reported on their daily movements: Sartre holed up at Les Deux Magots, Camus the peripatetic of Paris. As the city began to rebuild, Sartre and Camus gave voice to the mood of the day. Europe had been immolated, but the ashes left by war created the space to imagine a new world.

Albert Camus was French Algerian, a pied-noir born into poverty who effortlessly charmed with his Bogart-esque features. Jean-Paul Sartre, from the upper reaches of French society, was never mistaken for a handsome man. They met in Paris during the Occupation and grew closer after the Second World War. In those days, when the lights of the city were slowly turning back on, Camus was Sartre's closest friend.

not a single soul and their mama would read this shit

“they were an odd pair.”

it’s so beautiful

the way our bodies interlock like puzzle pieces when we lay together

our hearts touch and beat right up against each others with every hug

and the anatomy of our hug

— story of The Creator , Michael Rogers, a 73-year-old composer and a former Marine who served in Vietnam, rewrote this song in honor of his beloved wife. He wrote the original version of the song at sophomore year for her, as it was the first piece he wrote as well. In his own words, she was "one of a kind" and "stunning”. while she gave up her dream of competing in Kentucky Jr. Miss in order to marry Michael, a decision both of them cherished. This love song serves as a reminder of their love. although sadly, thanks to the circle of life this finished piece will never be heard by the one it was intended for as she passed away on July 10th.

can’t seem to let go