The Rendevous

I went to the quay early to meet her. It had been pouring rain for days. The ground of the promenade had softened, and leaves were rotting in the puddles. Although it was mid-August, the smell of autumn was already...

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“Dear little lady…”

On the rue de Cléry, in the thick of the newspaper district, I meet up with my friend Louis Reynier, and we have to celebrate. I meet up with Louis Reynier almost daily, and each time we have to celebrate...

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Blind Tiger, A Meditation

“For in the night in which he was betrayed, he took Bread; and when he had given thanks, he brake it, and gave it to his disciples, saying, Take, eat, this is my Body, which is given for you; do...

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Mr. Agreeable

When your wife says she’s leaving you do not object. You don’t even let her know you’re insulted–you’ve already foreseen the foreseeable, quaint as it sounds, and the business no longer shocks you. Politely, agreeably, you tell her to do...

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