By now there were other people at the gym, though the man on the bicycle next to me was going at a speed barely fast enough to sustain life, while the woman beside him, who was on a treadmill, was walking at the right speed for window-shopping on the Boulevard Saint-Germain on an especially sunny day when your heart is filled with love and your pockets are filled with money; it was as thought she had set the machine at "Saunter."
- Adam Gopnik, "The Rules of the Sport," pp.67-68 in Paris to the Moon
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