Houston, Texas

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Houston, Texas, USA.

700 000 inhabitants, like Marseille...

With a strong smell of oil,

some skyscrapers, a lot of light...

And a lot of cars.

500 000 cars for 700 000 inhabitants.

5 cars for 7 persons.

But 25 years ago...

Houston, in the middle of a desert,

was just a little town

near a muddy stream.

It's sudden prosperity...

Houston owns it to the oil,

wealth of Texas.

In Houston, having a car is

neither a luxury nor a convenience...

It's the most natural way of moving.

Cars! Everywhere!

Even inside houses.

This sidewalk isn't for pedestrians.

It's a landing stage for cars.

Formerly, inn accommodated

pedestrians and horse riders.

Nowadays, they provide food

inside the customer's car.

Customers are in a rush. They can't

leave their wheels, even for a meal.

Still, you can find some bicycles.

Good bicycles with straight handlebars,

without any romanticism.

This is not a game.

Distributing newspapers is a way

for children to buy...

ice creams, chewing-gums

or candies for a snack.

Those bluejeans are not a sign of

juvenile existentialism.

It is the traditional habit in Texas.

They remind us former pioneers,

yesteryear cavalcades.

And also sugar cane planters.

These houses reminds us of

Gone with the wind.

Their building is commensurate

with crinolines.

But crinolines are departed now.

From their past,

these houses only kept

The melancholia of their

beautiful gardens and noble facades.

Nowadays, Texans prefer

less pompous houses.

Every year in Houston,

a new neighbourhood is inaugurated.

Connoisseurs can choose

their dream house.

Easy pleasure,

since Texans only have one concern

All the materials used for the

construction must come from Texas.

Texans have a strong love for

their homeland.

This love, combined with

a penchant for overstatement,

Made some people call them

American braggarts.

In Europe, cars are used

on sundays to relax.

In Houston, they are abandoned.

Then comes the time to recover

from the time spent sitting in the car.

If Sunday is the elegance

day in Houston...

It is also the day of ornamental art.

In vast well-meaning

and stiff street parties...

Charming old women paint

shoulder to shoulder.

Youngsters give way to abstract art

for a moment.

Seriousness is everywhere.

Erecting bangles...

Or modeling ark animals.

In this climate without

mist, fog and winter...

Children grow up healthy and

robust as beautiful fruits.

Black and white children may

play the same games...

But they don't play together.

These athletes are doing thousands of

flexions, contortions and tumbles...

So as to acquire the ease

girls are naturally born with.

Girls only can be gracefully clumsy.

These archers are students.

This green grass is their classroom.

Don't think they are some

billionaire's daughters.

Most of them must work so as to

afford boarding school.

In both black and white universities

Taking on airs don't stop

the seriousness of the studies.

As accurate as a geometrician

One learn what to do

in the event of bombing.

Civil defense in practice.

This seriousness is a token

for the future.

People are too confident

and full of life

Too proud of Texas

Not to find out how to get

together with the black race.

Then Houston,

now 14th city of America,

aspiring to dethrone New-York,

Will have only one problem left.

Everyday, engineers keep digging

looking for water.

Alas, they find nothing but oil.

The end

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