This is the event at Arles: the invitation-only lunch given every year by Maryse Cordesse, the godmother of the Rencontres d’Arles. Prepared by Paul, former owner of the restaurant Le Galaubet, the food was exquisite and the wines delicious. There were fewer people than in previous years, and a feeling of uncertainty hung in the air. And then we forgot to revisit the memories from past lunches, the ghosts of Robert Doisneau, Henri Cartier-Bresson and Jacques-Henri Lartigue.
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