White

The snow has finally come to London. Streets are paved in white velvet, and cars and buses roll in silence as much white. White, chilly Saturday night, dressed in cashmere white. Only humans are heard in the dead of the white and its scattered light. Machines, cars and buses, are mute. The Syfy channel is showing Christine, a film by John Carpenter (1983, BV -before vampires). The perfect oldie for the white, the Saturday and the cold. It is the speech of machines in retaliation at the white end of the street.