CHAPTER 8: Say Goodnight, Nathan (Part Two)
It starts with an 8 AM phone call. It is Nathan. “Bonjour. C’est important.” He insists that we meet for coffee. Now. Nathan suggests we meet at Cafe Lulu, just around the corner from his place. I’ve never heard of it, but it’s easy to find and Nathan assures me that dogs are allowed inside so Bernie can come
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CHAPTER 8: Say Goodnight, Nathan (Part One)
The Greens — here called Les Verts — led a spirited demonstration by Montmartre residents on Sunday, protesting the damage to the city air from the constantly increasing traffic. Bernie and I noticed advance signs posted on phone poles and fences and shop windows over the last couple of weeks. The morning of the protest
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CHAPTER 7: Bernie in Love
There is also a young woman, but she doesn’t seem to interact with the rest of the group, to talk with them or sit with them or even look at them. Bernie and I see her almost every night during our walks, usually somewhere near the Basilica. Bernie always spots her first. I’ve noticed as
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CHAPTER 6: In Search of Clouards
If you say the name “Popeye,” you will immediately think duct tape. He loved the stuff. He covered his clothes with it; he covered his legs with it; he covered his little cart with it. You couldn’t ever tell what Popeye had with him. It was always a big duct tape blob. Popeye had a
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CHAPTER 5
French legend tells of mythical fish in the Seine that carry all the wandering souls who have lost themselves in Paris. They are small, transparent, almost invisible, like baby guppies. If you put them in a glass of water, you could drink them without knowing they were there. ********* You can only see them when
CHAPTER 4: Musophobia/Bernie Smells a Rat
Souris a la Creme (Mice in Cream) Skin, gut and wash some fat mice without removing their heads. Cover them in a pot with ethyl alcohol and marinate 2 hours. Cut a piece of salt pork or sowbelly into small dice and cook it slowly to extract the fat. Drain the mice, dredge them thoroughly
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CHAPTER 3: Monday (Part Three)
This cat-sitting has deteriorated rapidly into a major imposition. It’s been a full week and not a word from her. Where is Ella Mae? Maybe something happened to her. When I go over there tonight, I’m going to check and see if I can find something that might tell me how to reach her. I’ve
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CHAPTER 3: Friday (Part Two)
She’s been gone five days. Ella Mae said she’d be home late Wednesday, and it’s now Friday afternoon. I had to buy more cans of cat food at the market because I used up everything she had left. The apartment is beginning to smell. She said I didn’t have to change the cat box —
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