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Sed\u00edm v Cit\u00e9 des arts v Par\u00ed\u017ei, oproti stanici Le pont Marie a z okna sa pozer\u00e1m na Seinu. Vonku pr\u0161\u00ed. Bezdomovec, ktor\u00fd b\u00fdva v stane ne\u010faleko pomn\u00edka obetiam k\u00f3rejskej vojny, m\u00e1 zatiahnut\u00fd zips. V\u010dera bolo teplo, le\u017eal pred stanom, popoludn\u00ed, ke\u010f som \u0161la von, mal dokonca n\u00e1v\u0161tevu. Troch psov a jedn\u00e9ho kamo\u0161a so zlat\u00fdmi zubami. Jeho sused sp\u00ed na kart\u00f3noch v spac\u00e1ku. Sp\u00e1va cez de\u0148 a v noci vykrikuje.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n B\u00fdvam vo \u0161tvrti Marais. K\u00fdvam si s predava\u010dkou l\u00edstkov v metre, zdrav\u00edm sa s recep\u010dn\u00fdmi a usmievam sa na \u013eud\u00ed. Nepozn\u00e1m tu nikoho a zo \u0161tipendistov som najstar\u0161ia.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n Dve spev\u00e1\u010dky, dvaja tane\u010dn\u00edci modern\u00e9ho tanca, zo dev\u00e4\u0165 tvorcov bli\u017e\u0161ie ne\u0161pecifikovan\u00e9ho v\u00fdtvarn\u00e9ho umenia. Spisovate\u013e medzi nami nie je \u017eiaden. Ak ner\u00e1tam seba.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n Na stretnutie, ktor\u00e9 sa konalo v \u201ena\u0161ej\u201c kaviarni, sme pri\u0161li v\u0161etci. Kr\u00e1tko sme sa predstavili, v\u00e4\u010d\u0161inou po anglicky, niektor\u00ed po \u0161panielsky a ja po franc\u00fazsky. Dobr\u00fdm zvykom vraj b\u00fdva otvori\u0165 ostatn\u00fdm ateli\u00e9r a\u00a0poveda\u0165, \u010do rob\u00edm…<\/span><\/p>\n B\u00fdvam teda v ateli\u00e9ri. Vo svetlej izbe s v\u00fdh\u013eadom na Seinu, platany a bukinistov. Pri\u0161la som s man\u017eelom a zistili sme, \u017ee ak chcem po na\u0161om niekoho pozva\u0165, budem musie\u0165 zohna\u0165 poste\u013e. Po p\u00e1r d\u0148och sme na chodbe na\u0161li opret\u00fd matrac a vtiahli sme ho dnu. K\u00fapila som zamatov\u00fa zelen\u00fa deku, dva obr\u00fasky a \u010dajov\u00e9 svie\u010dky a zariadila sa. V skrini som na\u0161la dve uschnut\u00e9 orchidey v \u010drepn\u00edkoch a zo zvyku polieva\u0165 kvety, som ich poliala. Mo\u017eno sa stane z\u00e1zrak.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n Stal sa z\u00e1zrak, kvety sa preberaj\u00fa a vystrkuj\u00fa zo zeme nosy, teda korene, \u010drepn\u00edky s\u00fa priesvitn\u00e9, to sa mi p\u00e1\u010di, sledujem v nich d\u00e1ky k \u017eivotu sa preb\u00fadzaj\u00faci pohyb.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n Man\u017eel sa vr\u00e1til domov. Upratala som po \u0148om neporiadok, postavila \u010drepn\u00edky na svetlo, vytiahla zo skrine \u010d\u00edsi nedoma\u013eovan\u00fd obraz bli\u017e\u0161ie ne\u0161pecifikovanej v\u00fdtvarnej techniky, na ktorom je mlad\u00e1 \u017eena a nahov\u00e1ram si, \u017ee teraz sme tu my, \u010dosi ako rodina.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n Ved\u013ea hr\u00e1 ktosi v\u00fdborne na klav\u00edri a podve\u010der po\u010du\u0165 \u00e1rie z Opery.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n Dve chor\u00e9 orchidey, mlad\u00e1 \u017eena, ktor\u00e1 sa pozer\u00e1 z obrazu, je zamyslen\u00e1, my\u0161lienky m\u00e1 inde, vrav\u00ed sa, ale predt\u00fdm by ich mala ma\u0165 tu, a tak vlastne ten jej poh\u013ead z obrazu let\u00ed pre\u010d, akoko\u013evek sa ju sna\u017e\u00edm nasledova\u0165, nedobehnem ju. Je to cudzia \u017eena, ktor\u00e1 nem\u00e1 so mnou spolo\u010dn\u00e9 ni\u010d, len tento ateli\u00e9r s v\u00fdh\u013eadom na Seinu. Cez de\u0148, ke\u010f sa t\u00falam po Par\u00ed\u017ei, si na \u0148u zav\u0161e spomeniem, ako si tam nedoma\u013eovan\u00e1 pozer\u00e1 z m\u00f4jho okna na ulicu a rozm\u00fd\u0161\u013eam, \u010di si nem\u00e1m k\u00fapi\u0165 farby a doma\u013eova\u0165 ju.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n Na stole m\u00e1m adventn\u00fd kalend\u00e1r s \u010dajmi, hoci Vianoce s\u00fa e\u0161te v nedoh\u013eadne. Ka\u017ed\u00fd de\u0148 otvor\u00edm okienko a vypijem \u010daj, op\u00e4\u0165 som o \u010daj star\u0161ia a bli\u017e\u0161ie k domu. Ke\u010f ich vypijem v\u0161etky, k\u00fapim si \u010fal\u0161\u00ed a mo\u017eno e\u0161te jeden, ten naozajstn\u00fd, ktor\u00fd m\u00e1 chvost\u00edk pod viano\u010dn\u00fdm strom\u010dekom. Na Vianoce idem domov.<\/span><\/p>\n V na\u0161ej \u0161tvrti sa stratila ma\u010dka Lola. Je na v\u0161etk\u00fdch rohoch na obr\u00e1zku a s\u00fadiac pod\u013ea nov\u00fdch a nov\u00fdch fotografi\u00ed, niekomu ve\u013emi ch\u00fdba. Chod\u00edm po Marais a h\u013ead\u00e1m ma\u010dku Lolu. V sobotu idem do kina, v nede\u013eu na om\u0161u do kostola, cez t\u00fd\u017ede\u0148 do obchodu, do kaviarne a na cibu\u013eov\u00fa polievku pod Notre Dame, na zeleninov\u00fa k Le Centre Pompidou.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n Do mesta chodievam len za M\u00e1riou. M\u00e1ria je slovensk\u00e1 spisovate\u013eka \u017eij\u00faca v Par\u00ed\u017ei a v\u010faka nej sa tu c\u00edtim trochu ako doma. \u010cak\u00e1m ju, k\u00fdm pr\u00edde z\u00a0pr\u00e1ce, v niektorej z kaviarn\u00ed, pijem Monaco, to tu vraj pij\u00fa v\u0161etci, povedala M\u00e1ria, napichujem si na \u0161p\u00e1radlo olivy a pozer\u00e1m sa na \u013eud\u00ed. Obzer\u00e1m si kab\u00e1ty, top\u00e1nky, kabelky, \u0161aty a ka\u0161m\u00edrov\u00e9 \u0161\u00e1ly a c\u00edtim sa ako na m\u00f3dnej prehliadke. To robievam v\u0161ade.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n Ktovie odkia\u013e ide t\u00e1 star\u0161ia pani v plisovanej sukni a leopar\u010fom kab\u00e1te. Vyzer\u00e1 ako umelky\u0148a. To robia tie \u0161picat\u00e9 top\u00e1nky a r\u00fa\u017e. Pred kaviar\u0148ou Jule, v ktorej sed\u00edm, spomal\u00ed. Vyzer\u00e1, akoby zabl\u00fadila. Neh\u013ead\u00e1 d\u00e1ku ma\u010dku Lolu?\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n A in\u00e1 pani \u0165ah\u00e1 n\u00e1kupn\u00fd voz\u00edk a telefonuje. M\u00e1 pre\u0161\u00edvan\u00fd kab\u00e1t a ve\u013ek\u00fa ko\u017een\u00fa ta\u0161ku. Vo vlasoch namiesto \u010delenky slne\u010dn\u00e9 okuliare. Sna\u017e\u00edm sa de\u0161ifrova\u0165 parfum, ktor\u00fd ju jemne ov\u00edja spolu s cigaretov\u00fdm dymom.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n Ml\u00e1de\u017e sa v\u0161ade smeje. Prines\u00fa im palacinky a oni v\u00fdbuch smiechu. Medzit\u00fdm telefonuj\u00fa, \u010detuj\u00fa, rozpr\u00e1vaj\u00fa sa. Palacinky chladn\u00fa, prin\u00e1\u0161aj\u00fa im Monaco ako mne, faj\u010dia, prip\u00edjaj\u00fa si.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n Pes pri susednom stole vyliezol pani najsk\u00f4r na kolen\u00e1 a potom na st\u00f4l. Pije pivo. Jeho pani\u010dka \u010d\u00edta ak\u00e9si dokumenty a ke\u010f si to v\u0161imne, usmeje sa.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n Vtedy si spomeniem na straten\u00fa ma\u010dku Lolu.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n Domov sa veziem metrom, najsk\u00f4r jeden\u00e1s\u0165 zast\u00e1vok, potom prest\u00fapi\u0165 a e\u0161te tri. M\u00e1ria mi dala madlenky a caneles de Bordeaux. M\u00e1m ich doma v chladni\u010dke. Spomeniem si na ne, aj na svoj obraz, na kvety v okne a zelen\u00fa k\u00e1rovan\u00fa deku a te\u0161\u00edm sa domov.\u00a0Doma kol\u00e1\u010de vyberiem z chladni\u010dky, rozm\u00fd\u0161\u013eam, \u017ee si k nim uvar\u00edm \u010daj, podobne ako to robievala teta Le\u00f3nia v Proustovom H\u013eadan\u00ed straten\u00e9ho \u010dasu, ale neuvar\u00edm, dnes som u\u017e adventn\u00e9 okienko otv\u00e1rala. Vezmem madlenku a polo\u017e\u00edm si ju na jazyk. Malinov\u00e1 \u010dokol\u00e1da na jej povrchu sa za\u010dne rozt\u00e1pa\u0165… Najrad\u0161ej by som ich zlupla na posedenie, no odklad\u00e1m ich do chladni\u010dky. V \u0161katu\u013eke od kol\u00e1\u010dov mamy Poulardovej m\u00e1m dom\u00e1ce madlenky od M\u00e1rie, s malinovou \u010dokol\u00e1dou a caneles s rumom. Zrazu sa tu v\u010faka M\u00e1rii a t\u00fdm kol\u00e1\u010dom c\u00edtim trochu ako doma. Akoby ktosi (M\u00e1ria) otvoril na Par\u00ed\u017ei dvere a pozval ma dnu.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n \u201eNovember slzy stiera,\u201c p\u00ed\u0161e sa v jednej b\u00e1sni, zababu\u0161te sa do vlnen\u00fdch \u0161\u00e1lov, uvarte si \u010daj a upe\u010dte kol\u00e1\u010de! Par\u00ed\u017eanky pe\u010d\u00fa kol\u00e1\u010de. <\/span><\/p>\n Va\u0161a Veve<\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n Veronika \u0160ikulov\u00e1<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Sed\u00edm v Cit\u00e9 des arts v Par\u00ed\u017ei, oproti stanici Le pont Marie a z okna sa pozer\u00e1m na Seinu. Vonku pr\u0161\u00ed. Bezdomovec, ktor\u00fd b\u00fdva v stane ne\u010faleko pomn\u00edka obetiam k\u00f3rejskej vojny, m\u00e1 zatiahnut\u00fd zips. V\u010dera bolo teplo, le\u017eal pred stanom, popoludn\u00ed, ke\u010f som \u0161la von, mal dokonca n\u00e1v\u0161tevu. 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