The future of Paris

Via BBC arts correspondent Razia Iqbal, the news item that French President Nicolas Sarkozy has unveiled an exhibition on possible make-overs for his capital, Paris, at the Cité de l’architecture & du patrimoine.

Every French president is morally obliged to saddle France, and Paris in particular, with a grand monument as their personal presidential legacy.
Previous grand projects include the Arch de la Defense and the Louvre Museum Pyramid (both of which are vaut le voyage)
You can check out the various proposals here (click on the gallery photos).

My favourite among the amazingly whimsical stuff is the project pictured left, which envisages expanding Paris along the Seine River all the way to Le Havre and the sea.
What exactly will be contained in that endless Left Bank and Right Bank is a bit unclear to me. I sure hope it won't be endless banlieues.
If it will enable people to live, work, relax and enjoy a bit more space than in the current arrondissements, that would be brilliant.
It could even lift Paris in the Quality of Life survey rankings, but for me it already ranks in the top 10 cities I wouldn't refuse to live in.

Consumer guide for the sexually active Paris guy

Forget that Paris is for lovers. Paris is for fisters. It must be the national gay sport here. Several gay venues cater almost exclusively for that sexual choreography, such as Le Keller and The Glove and it is commonly catered for in others. I bet they are trying to get it included in the Gay Games should they ever be held in Paris. It's not really my thing but it was interesting to observe, like you would flick through an article in National Geographic: you don't really understand it unless you're part of that particular urban tribal culture.
A dozen or so sex-on-site venues compete for your favours and many organise specialised evenings for particular tastes, so there is always something that may tickle your fancy. Sunday afternoons seem popular for the underwear and naturist crowds - they even put on a buffet for when you get tired from all that meat and need some fibre in your system at L’Impact. One of the saunas, Mykonos, suddenly (we didn't know beforehand) became a spankers’ meeting, so a lot of happy slapping of skin on skin, leather on skin and leather on leather (there were a few mature guys there too) was sounding around the steam rooms. In all, it was an excellent few days exploring and experiencing.