One Day, One River

The Rhône... In the morning, in the cool high-mountain air, facing that glacier which, even as it shrinks year by year, turns into a stream and then a torrent. In the afternoon, after passing Lake Geneva, on the French stretch of the river, past dams, barges, and nuclear power plants. Finally, in the evening, between its two branches, in the Camargue delta where fresh water gradually mixes with salt water…

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