Our Man in Europe, dave delacroix... By the Rivers of Babylon.

Our Man in Europe, dave delacroix... By the Rivers of Babylon.

BY THE RIVERS of Babylon, by the GIRONDE, by the CANAL du MIDI where we flopped down...Tough to fall in love again, tits, butt, floral dress, medium height, WANTED in 2 Countries,
blonde.
I seem to recall neither of us had a cigarette lighter. By the river-canal-whatever we tried that pre-posturous Boy Scout thingy with twigs. Hopeless. I wanted to ask passes-by for a Light but she insisted we keep a low profile. After copulating we were STILL Jones-ing for a Smoke.
In the Town the locals hailed. I-d been famous there for a spendthift week. RELAX! -I gestured.
This is my Kid Sista from NYC.
Some lame Gigoloes swarmed but, instinctively, did not get too close nor offer her a drink.I still had 100 Francs. The OLD days, when money was Money.
At a Cafe in Montpelier a Limousine arrived. An Armani Suit jumped out, adressed my Gal, all correct, and she made her excuses. DEPARTEZ. I stared at our empty table. 20 years later I caught sight of .....chatting to Johnny Depp, etc. So nice in Nice. Poor kid. She did NOT look happy!

c.2020, davedelacroix.