If you don’t like kitsch, this train is not for you. What is kitsch? Basic definition would be any art for mass consumption, which covers most of the art. So, if you don’t like this train, get off, because it takes you somewhere where you don’t want to go, Versailles, and Versailles is the Mother of Kitsch.
So you are sitting quietly. Is that you by the bathrooms? It looks peaceful over there. And let me show you my favorite spot — the library: around 5 p.m. some real cartoon characters, myself included, gather there. Nobody reads. We just come to look at each other — every day, the same people. And I cannot explain it just by the nature of mechanical causes, such as getting off work at the same hour and living at the West end of the suburban train RER C. There has to be another reason, for we could have been sitting elsewhere — there are other seats on this train.
For example, you could also find me in the small apartments (upstairs, in the attic), or standing in the gardens…. Only the strangest thing, in the gardens I am always standing; I don’t remember myself ever sitting down in the gardens.