Suicide Train - Jean-Manuel Simoes
Tuesday, April 24, 2012, I went to Paris-Nord in the train No. 847,905 towards Compiegne, 2:59 p.m. arrival. It is 2:40 p.m. when the train stops in the forest at a place called “Villers Saint Paul,” the driver announces that we have just hit someone!
We will remain immobilized for nearly three hours, the time required for firemen, forensic services, police and the SNCF to conduct all inspections. Become a standard procedure in France with a suicide a day under the wheels of the SNCF trains.
Locked in the cars, unventilated, online casino no water and no information, tension always end up. After an hour of waiting I decided to look up in their portrait of my fellow galley. A gallery of portraits, as indicated by the smiles, at least a relaxed atmosphere charged.
This life forever suspended now operates, for me, in a space-time materialized by some fifty portraits.