Historias de Bourgeoisie

Les bourgeois l'emportent sur les pauvres peu importe les circonstances... Pourquoi le monde devient-il si répugnant? Les hommes sont censés être égaux n'est-ce pas ?.. !!! Attention certains moments contiennent des contenus qui peuvent choquer !!!

For all those who want to read this, but can't find it :)

À Oxford, la pluie ne tombe jamais innocemment. Elle glisse sur les pavés anciens, suspendue entre les pierres, comme un voile qui dissimule autant qu'il révèle. Dans ce décor intemporel, Stanislas avance avec une maîtrise presque calculée, observant chaque mouvement, chaque silence. Ses amis le suivent, complices silencieux, mais lui capte l'espace et le temps d'une manière qui trahit son esprit affûté. Un soir de bruine, il la voit. Une jeune femme traversant le cloître, légère, droite, une grâce innée dans chaque pas. Son chignon laisse échapper des mèches dorées, ses yeux gris croisent les siens et, soudain, l'air semble se densifier. Stanislas ne cherche pas à aider, ni à séduire : il analyse, mesure, lit dans ses gestes la discipline, le contrôle, la subtilité. Chaque détail devient indice, chaque silence, un terrain de calcul. Leurs regards s'ancrent. Une rencontre anodine devient instantanément un point de bascule. Entre curiosité froide et désir de comprendre ce qu'elle cache, Stanislas s'engage dans un jeu silencieux où l'ombre, la lumière et le secret dictent les règles. « Entre deux silences » explore les tensions invisibles, les désirs retenus et les rencontres qui changent tout, là où la pluie devient témoin et complice.

You're all fools. A work of deep psychological import.

So if you don't know the birds work for the government.

Revenge does not always taste so sweet...

Valentina is an Italian young lady that loves history, she transfers to Atlanta after the father got a job offer there, but just after her first day of school she would be thrown into a past century 6 months before an important battle, she will be committing crimes to survive, and merge with the people of the past. new chapter every day at 9am until finished

Just was thinking and came up with this. This is likely a sentiment that has been stated many times but i'm not sure.

Les beaux quartiers , ces ensembles de belles et grandes maisons, soigneusement entretenues pour que l'on ne puisse pas une minutes soupçonner ce qu'il s'y passe. Les gens pensent tous que derrières ces murs une parfaite famille vie en harmonie et regarde un film près de la cheminée en sirotant une boisson chaude. Ce cliché digne d'un téléfilm à petit budget est bien loin de la vérité.

Mia est tout simplement désespérée ! Michael, le seul et unique amour de sa vie, lui annonce qu'il part un an au Japon pour mettre au point un robot capable de révolutionner la chirurgie. Un an ?! Au Japon ?! Pas question de le laisser partir : une princesse ne s'avoue jamais vaincue ! Et qui, mieux qu'elle, peut développer charme ravageur et ruse imparable pour retenir son amoureux ?

There's a secret going around within the community of Griesplat. Apparently: Caleb Moncton is the one responsible for the atrocities in Canada. After a tirade of social media postings exposing the bourgeoise: Caleb is hunted down by pop icon Mabel Thorne to put an end to his little "anarchy endeavours." And to penultimately: Steal his business plans. What Mabel doesn't know though - yet - hasn't hurt her.

My attempt at a poem that I wrote many years ago while I was in college. I may work on it to try to improve it.

This is a short story that I wrote for my creative writing class. "All of the birds died in 1986 due to Reagan killing them and replacing them with spies that are now watching us. The birds work for the bourgeoisie."

Two essays analyzing Tennessee Williams' A Streetcar Named Desire through feminist and Marxist critical lenses.

Jeanne never thought much of war, as it wasn't her place. She was used to living the life of a farm hand, stitching clothing for her brothers and herself, and cooking with her mother, Esme. When Jean, her older brother, left to train to join Napoleon's army, things started to change drastically. Henri, Jeanne's other brother, lost his leg in a farming accident and the cost of the surgery was so much that they couldn't buy him a prosthetic, nor could he make himself one. Jean stopped writing and his family couldn't help but think that he was dead, and soon Henri falls ill from an infection. Esme doesn't want Jeanne to die on a farm, so she sends her to work for the Bertrand's, a bourgeoisie family. Jeanne only agrees so she can support her family, but she didn't expect to find much more than a job.

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It's the early 2000's. Sitting in the largest mansion overlooking the city is the 17 year old Argon. Heir to a long line of wealth and privilege, he polished his designer loafers for his first day at the University of Timberlake. Timberlake, where acceptance was a birthright, not an achievement. Here, only the most rich and privileged of students are able to attend. Across town, the 18 year old Zephyr crammed the last textbook into his backpack. His tiny apartment barely held a desk, let alone dreams, but Zephyr had one: to provide his single mother with a better life. To do so, with years of hard work, he got into Timberlake with his mind, not his money. He clutched his acceptance letter, a testament to countless nights filled with nothing but the feeling of starvation and ambition. His perfect score on the entrance exam, a tremor that shook the elitist university to its core, was his ticket to a world he never dared to imagine. Now, fate had thrown these two boys, from opposite ends of the spectrum, together in the same social studies class. How would their worlds collide?

Most of these date from when I was writing for a student newspaper. I don;t think any of these got printed and certainly I did not get paid (as you don't) so I still own them either way. Most are a few years old but may contain some humour.