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Dans le café de la jeunesse perdue summary ´ 8 ã Les années 60 dans un café à Paris une jeune femme joue un rôle énigmatiueParis dans les années 60 Dès sa jeunesse Louki fuit plusiers fois la maison de sa mère une ouvreuse au Moulin Rouge Son père elle n'a jamais vu Elle uitte son mari un agent d'immobilier riche un an aprAu Moulin Rouge Son père elle n'a jamais vu Elle uitte son mari un agent d'immobilier riche un an après le mariage Avec son amant le jeune écrivain Roland elle se promène pendant. At the halfway point of the journey making up real life we were surrounded by a gloomy melancholy one expressed by so very many derisive and sorrowful words in the cafe of lost youth With this epigraph by Guy Debord I feel ready to dig into my first mystery novel by Patrick Modiano and discover what is so special about his stories to merit a Nobel Prize in literatureThe central mystery of this slim yet multi layered novel is the eternal cherchez la femme – the uest to unlock the mystery of the beautiful stranger nicknamed Louki a uiet young woman who used to come to a small cafe near the Place de l'Odeon in Paris She was taking refuge here at the 'Conde' as if she were running from something trying to escape some danger This thought came to me upon seeing her alone all the way at the back where no one would notice her Louki's portrait is sketched by four narrators each of them in his or her own way a drifter through life who seeks refuge among the friendly and slightly decadent atmosphere of a bar at night First there is a student at the nearby Sorbonne then a private investigator hired by the woman's abandoned husband followed by Louki herself and concluded by an artist companion I've always believed that certain places are like magnets and draw you towards them should you happen to walk within their radius And this occurs imperceptibly without you even suspecting All it takes is a sloping street a sunny sidewalk or maybe a shady one Or perhaps a downpour And this leads you straight there to the exact spot you're meant to wash up I fell under the spell of Modiano's prose right from the start – almost like coming home to my own version of Paris constructed out of those black white movies of Truffaut and Goddard from the 60's and fleshed out during day long walks through the streets of the town as I returned year after year to this city that has become my favorite destination in Europe I know all about magnets and my favorites are not very far from the haunts of Louki and her friends Boul St Michel going to Jardin de Luxembourg and climbing the hill of Montmartre from Pigalle to Place du Tertre Modiano fills his pages with the name of these streets that may sound confusing to a stranger in the city but are filled with history and romance for the true 'boulevardier'Step by step though the author guided me from the tourist view to the disturbing sad inner landscape of people living at the edge of society – misfits bohemians loners – a group of mostly young people who meet at the 'Conde' to hide from the world than to plan to take it by storm In this life that sometimes seems to be a vast ill defined landscape without signposts amid all of the vanishing lines and the lost horizons we hope to find reference points to draw up some sort of land registry so as to shake the impression that we are navigating by chance So we forge ties we try to find stability in chance encounters One of these ties Louki hopes will give her direction in life is marriage to a wealthy businessman Yet despite the showroom apartment in posh Neuilly and the attentions of her husband Louki feels imprisoned by the bourgois lifestyle and runs away Two photo booth snapshots one facing the camera one in profile And that's what we're supposed to forge links withLouki's escapes started years before as a lonely child left to fend for herself by an unknown father and a mother working long evening hours at a cabaret in Pigalle She started to walk the night streets alone as a teenager got in trouble with the police and sought help from a friendly woman casually met on the street ending in the circle of local drug smugglers from another small cafe It was without the slightest trace of lightheartedness that I returned to that apartment each night I knew that sooner or later I would leave it for good I was counting a great deal on the people I would eventually meet which would put an end to my loneliness This girl was my first encounter and perhaps she would help me take flight on my own Further attempts at flight from reality from herself from toxic friends and family ties define Louki's journey illustrated by her favorite books Lost Horizon Louise Sister of the Void her occasional drug use and her tentavive relationship with Roland a young man she meets at a bookshop for esoteric material and the final narrator of her story Our having met when I think about it now seems like the meeting of two people who were completely without moorings in life I think we were both alone in the world Roland an aspiring poet and novelist spends time in bars and roaming the streets than working yet he is atuned to the central theme of the novel that of lost youth and of the places where it can be found buried Neutral zones have at least one advantage They are only a starting point and we always leave them sooner or later Roland is also providing us with the epitaph for the Louki mystery She wanted to escape to run farther and farther away to break violently with her everyday life to finally be able to breathe —«»—«»—«»—As far as I am concerned Patrick Modiano deserves all the praise and the awards that he gets he is a master stylist who can combine mood and mystery into a compelling tale of human frailty I plan to read from his catalogue

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Des jours dans la grande ville Dans le café Le Condé «le café de la jeunesse perdue» Louki pense trouver refuge mais le détective recruté par son mari est déjà sur sa piste. This has been a very emotional trip to Paris touching on so many levelsI picture myself walking the streets of Paris My then girlfriend was studying and working near the Opera and I had too much spare timeIt is morning midday afternoon evening and night At all hours I am exploring new streets and new uarters going by the Metro to the last station on the line some times walking backI have seen all the characters who might have lost their youth and those clinging hard to what´s left of itStopping at a Tabac buying Le Parisien and exchanging the obligatory courtesies sitting in Parc des Buttes Chaumont watching life pass by Taking in the facades of the buildings in the uartier Tolbiac almost expecting to bump into Nestor Burma when I turn the next cornerAt that time I felt I could easily disappear into Paris I felt the pulse and went with the flow Stranger in a strange land we seek sympathy in faces that pass by and those that stop and step into our lives for a whileTo me this is what the Cafe of My Lost Youth is aboutHow we grow from young to mature and how the urge to belong one day meets with the feeling of integrity and give birth to the knowledge that you belong wherever you want to

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Dans le café de la jeunesse perdueLes années 60 dans un café à Paris une jeune femme joue un rôle énigmatiueParis dans les années 60 Dès sa jeunesse Louki fuit plusiers fois la maison de sa mère une ouvreuse. Set against the backdrop of the sixties in Paris “In the Café of Lost Youth” explores the idea of a safe haven for those who wander through the “neutral zones” of a city where past present a future are disuietingly interconnected Bohemians undergraduates writers and philosophers find common ground in the “Condé” a café where the four narrators struggle to set straight their half remembered lives while navigating the turbulent waves of an elusive present But unlike Proust’s “recherche” time and memory can’t be recaptured again they disappear along with the list of names set of addresses and Metro stations that try to give permanence to the passers by that populate this story In the end we are felt to aimlessly roam the meandering streets of Paris maybe lingering in its transitional zones in the no man’s lands that border on everyting and merge with nothing and leave us suspended in limbo not knowing exactly where that feeling of emptiness has come from but blinded with the radiant light of a fleeting moment of happiness of lost youth never regainedPS – I read this novella in Catalan hence my original review view spoilerL’escena és el París dels anys seixanta “En el cafè de la joventut perduda” explora la idea d’un punt de trobada per auells ue deambulen les “zones neutrals” d’una ciutat on el passat el present i el futur es donen la mà d’una manera inuietantBohemis universitaris escriptors i filòsofs es troben al “Condé” un cafè on uatre narradors intenten recordar les seves vides mentre naveguen a la deriva del seu present Però a diferència de la “recerca” de Proust el temps i la memoria són irrecuperables ja ue es dissolen juntament amb les llistes de noms adreces i estacions de metro ue intenten futilment donar un cert sentit de permanència als vagabunds existencials ue habiten auesta històriaAl final el lector es troba caminant sense destí pels carrers de París potser aturant se en les zones de transició les zones de ningú ue es touen amb tot sense fondre’s amb res i ue et deixen en eterna suspensió en el limbo sense saber exactament d’on ve auest buit ue t’empapa l’ànima però encegat per la llum radiant d’un moment de felicitat fugaç vist i no vist un moment de joventut perduda ue mai més tornarà hide spoiler