Living in Limbo

It’s hard to look at the Seine in the same way after hearing the stories of Algerians massacred, their bodies dumped in the river. It’s the invisible history of Paris. A lot about the story of Africans in Paris is invisible – then as now.

“It’s like a New World Order,” Sophie Nellis, of Context Travel, tells me over mint tea at the Grand Mosque (which has its own strange story). “They’re people from the Third World living in the First World and they don’t fit in. They feel this lack of authenticity. ‘I’m not from here. I’m not from there.’ They’re in limbo.”

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