You hear a lot these days about the decline of old-school news sources—but kiosks still matter in Europe. They, in fact, are Europe. On a continent where once-pronounced cultural distinctions are muddled more every day by Commission legislation and mega-brand spread, newsstands—with their arcane combinations of press and stuff—are cynosures of the fabric of a place.
I patronize my local newsagent in London because he’s unfailingly kind. But for serious varsity-level browsing, I prefer Wardour News, in Soho—not so much because the vast selection puts my local’s in the shade, as for the reassuring sense that I’m inside an avatar of the London Newsagent Experience. Cheery South Asian proprietor? Check. Baffling proliferation of Japanese style monthlies and Scandinavian architecture monographs? Check. Private Eye, Mini Jaffa Cakes, lager in the cooler? Check, check, and cheers, mate.
But Wardour News doesn’t have DVD’s depicting the life of Pope Benedict XVI, adult comics, and giant pink plastic water guns. For this mix, I recommend the edicola in the Tuscan seaside town of Marina di Bibbona—though seasoned Italo-browsers know the ecclesiastical ephemera is of a far higher caliber in the octagonal kiosks in the piazzas of Rome, which trade in both rosaries and pornography (though rarely merchandised together).
In Paris, the kiosk at the École Militaire Métro stop features Tintin action figures alongside “pipol” gossip mags and les quotidiens, or dailies; another, at the Rochechouart-Martyrs bus stop, near Pigalle, has children’s academic workbooks and mini Eiffel Towers. But it’s the stands themselves that take the ribbon, their fin de siècle designs as confidently photogenic as the city’s Métro stations.
So stop and browse. Perhaps buy, perhaps not. Just know the experience will arguably place you more firmly in the midst of local culture than any other on the Continent.
Photo by Serge BENHAMOU/GAMMA