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paul fournel

paul fournel

  • journal  
    History
    06.01.16
    1950s racing cyclist, racing through crowd

    “The road glides beneath my stomach like an endless black ribbon. It is my true home, my kingdom." By Paul Fournel

  • journal  
    Riding
    21.03.13

    "Having very early on, at my own expense, learned that the wind wears you out, I soon learned to note from which direction it was blowing. There’s something of the sailor in the cyclist."
    Paul Fournel

  • journal  
    Riding
    20.06.12

    “The bike left my father one Sunday morning ten years ago” Paul Fournel