Walking home from a yummy dinner at Noura (the one on the avenue Marcel), we found much of the Champs-Élysées blocked off. A few meters later we realized why: some heavy machines were digging up the pavement. In the dark, their choreographed movements looked like a dance, or a ritualized fight.

In some ways, it resembled the Dance of the Machines from last year's Nuit Blanche.