Our Man in Europe, dave delacroix... La Lune Magnificent...
Bienvenue, Wilkommen, Benvenuto, and Fuck U too. I might-a got a Job in a Hotel, a Blazered receptionist., my Kid advised it but I was too deep in CULTURE to deal with Tourists. U know how it goes. SKYPE is for the Un-forgettable Weasels, like Mosquitoes. Do U, like your last-love throw=away, do U write an Epistle and MEANTIME....say JUST SO is SO! Or let me introduce U to a Bordello!...which I would.
HELLO-YOURSELF. Haven-t see YOU since MALIBU. Still grifting, selling Surfboards sans FOAM. Yup. That 38th signed print of some obscure Frog Artist. And it-s IN your Wheelie-bag, rolled-up pour display. Head on down to the SAVOY mon-ami. Hope U got a VISA!
Airports are funny places for Comraderi .....yet more Stupid!...
Blah. And the rising Moon over the Areodrome. G4s taking off and landing. Who-s the Executive...
Confusing. Isn-t it. The Fog of Love!
Enchante Isabel. La Lune magnificent.....I see Stars in your eyes!
c.2020, sept. davedelacroix.
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