Saint-Maximin ~ Mad Max in "Saint Max" 🇫🇷

South of Paris . Town of stone . A hundred ages . White as bone . Imagine an ancient alley way. Waves of midsummer heat - rising like a mirage . Freedom’s resurrected ghosts. The weight of time lingers on everything . In the shadows, steel and leather chains ring and creak dark metallic like rusted hinges and ships rigging. Sunlight shafts angles into the gap between buildings. Enter . The crew .Turning the corner, they appear . Red mohawks. Military boots on the cobblestones . 1989. This is the place it has been said that Mary Magdalene spent her last years. We had moved from Uzes to a small stone farmhouse . It had a well in the yard, and a packed dirt floor . There were ceramic tiles in the kitchen. All stone, and heavy beams . We were in the countryside hills , just outside the main town. The roof was tiled also , and I think it hadn't been re-done in over a century . The smell of oregano that grew wild was a constant thing on the wind. Belled goats would jangle and raise dust as they passed. Now. Back to what happened in the town …