"We accompany journalist Dimitri on his meticulous search for the French engineer Louis Pouzin, the true developer of the internet. Everything was ready: datagrams in Rocquencourt, the French Cyclades network, the launch of the web in Geneva. Lobbying and French politics prevented the cradle of this revolutionary technological invention from being in Europe in 1974."Parinfo)
All available air for the beginning, exactly as the lancer came from in existence and the application to the demonstration of what was sent out in the revolution. The space that lives in the world is like this - it's available to the fourteenth century - but it's not like it, it's like a dream, and Dimitri doesn't have the opportunity to see the entrance in the presence of this young woman Assise dans l'axe exact de son regard, à trois mètres de distance, le laissant espérer que ces three mètres seraient les tout premiers des nombreuses années qui allaient leur succéder, when the rencontre qui n'allait pas tarder à se produire convertirait puis prolongerait cette Brève distance en durée, en espace temporel, en vie commune, en vie entière. Et Louis Pouzin était précisément comme ça, on voyait s'ouvrir dans ses yeux un espace qui transcendait son corps vieilli et le soupçon grinçant que celui-ci n'avait plus les moyens des épopées projetées dans le futur par les lueurs entrevues dans Son regard, lequel était aussi illimité que ce que son génial propriétaire avait contribué à inventer: Internet.
Eric Reinhardt, French Comedies
Everything seemed to him to be just beginning, as if he had just been brought into being and wanted to demonstrate how eruptive and revolutionary he felt within. The space he inhabited didn't seem to lie behind him—he was, after all, eighty-four years old—but before him, as far as the eye could see, just as Dimitri, in the presence of this young woman sitting precisely on the axis of his gaze, could glimpse his future, three meters away, so that he hoped those three meters would be the very first of the many years that would follow, in which the encounter that would soon take place, this brief distance of duration, would transform into temporal space, into shared life, and then expand. And that was exactly the case with Louis Pouzin; one could see a space opening up in his eyes that extended beyond his aging body, and the squeaking suspicion that he could no longer afford the epics that the glimmer of light in his eyes projected into the future, which was as limitless as what its ingenious owner had helped to invent: the Internet.
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