Sunday, August 19, 2018

Les nuits des Anglais

The casual contacts you have in a town like Nice. Stephanie and I are at La Merenda when suddenly this British M&A guy I met in Paris at Café de Flore once shows up as if from nowhere and offers me a drink. It's more than a year ago that I thought giving him my number was a good idea, but some people just refuse to forget the stupid things you do while drunk.

After more than a few Vesper Martinis I'm in his apartment on Rue de la Buffa, as soon as I mention growing up in LA he wants to watch Crash on his big screen TV. I tell him it's too close to home while the real reason is that I hate Sandra Bullock ever since she tried to sleep with my dad (before she was famous, obviously).

Instead he lets me go and I wander home, past the street performance on the Promenade. The night is warm and I know it will be at least until the end of August. When I get back home Stephanie is already asleep, her clothes scattered across the floor of our 5th floor room. I can see the Negresco from our balcony, thinking that maybe Henry is there, at his balcony, looking for me too.








8 comments:

  1. Someone... wants to re-watch Crash?

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  2. Sandra Bullock and Mick Jagger, i'm rooting for those two crazy kids. I wanna see it end in a November Rain wedding where Keith Richards, the Mummy of Honor, holds the ring on his pinkie finger

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  3. please come back and post?
    pretty please?

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  4. For reasons unknown to me, I am still hooked on your blog after all these years. Part of me wants to live a life similar to yours, while the rest of me knows it would be bad for me - but how bright you shine!
    Still hoping you will return to write.

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  5. Aren't we all looking for things we aren't aware of. I feel like I'm lost in this chase
    Every piece of puzzle found, makes it less interesting to keep up with the chase. But then again, I keep moving on from one pawn to the other. Hope you're well AV. Been a while since I read your works. Somehow I always felt like I could relate to what you write.

    xx

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