dimanche 3 octobre 2010

Yokohama, with a clarinet

Is a veneer of friendliness a good enough reason ? The vendors flew out to greet us in droves, petty thieves. With a scarf I strangled the horse dealer. With a calf I left, undisturbed, my speech unveneered, and  - shall I admit it ? -  utterly uncheered.

For days on end I stared at my face in the mirror, a mere veneer of ugliness.

Golden days everyone.

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