“September: it was the most beautiful word, I’ve always felt inside me, because it sounded blooming orange trees, swallows and regret” writes the American story teller Alexander Theroux in his book Darconville’s Cat. September, is a double month. Between summer…

I felt in love with Marseilles, without even being there once. The power of a book brings out the passion and takes us to unknown worlds: it is the easiest way to travel. The Marseilles described in Jean Claude Izzo’s…