Our Man in Europe, dave Delacroix, The House of Mirth.
It-s SO HARD to know when U R the Belle of the Ball, your Village, Town, City, frills and all. It-s SO hard to know or understand people who SUCCUBUS and crawl at your feet. Likewise, it-s so hard to devour ROTTEN fruit, pass Caviar or dainty Canapes, the Loves U knew, NOW, no longer pounding at your Virgin door...
IT-S SO hard to exclaim...I LUV U, when barely a hoarse whisper, your thyroid throat will do. It-s so hard to travel 3rd Class and the Pullman Waiter, dismissing U, drinks your Pale Ale. It-s so hard to REMEMBER that HOUSE OF MIRTH where Life-s Infancy was once so fancy free or to kiss a Princes hand, now withdrawn.
c2018,davedelacroix,sciacca,sicily,bar odeon.
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