Our Man in Europe/Dave Delacroix: "Maigret!" (...a'pres George Simenon)
"MAIGRET!"
.... ON A PARIS "Maigret" wet night, MURDER in the air, no suspects, no alibies, an abundance of lies, little truth & all disguised? Eyewitnesses' Zodiac. Seen too many "Film Noir" Movies? " The killer looked like Bob Mitchum from "Out of the Past", Could-a been Humprey Bogart, the "Maltese Falcon": DEAD RINGER (in French)!
Maigret tells his boys, go to nearest Cafe. One Franc for the eyewitnesses in case they think of something new... Give Em a Gitaine, a Gauloise. (Cigarettes & a Cognac). Make Em feel blue?
On a Paris-"Maigret" wet night, smoke from Maigret's pipe scents the boulevard, a combat with escargot/snails against severe garlic from the Cafe de la Paix. The murder scene, a swarm of Gendarmes promenading/investigating, poking around with their batons less they soil their pristine uniforms.
Still. The Rue Madelaine never looked so innocent. The ghosts of Balzac, Zola, Apollinaire, Rimbaud, Baudelaire do indeed haunt these quarters. World War 2 gave Paris an Allied/Nazis "Blitz" bombing break. The French Resistance? Some serious HEROES. But the murder of a Girl in peace time? French blood boils!
On a Paris "Maigret" rainy-wet Parisian night, getting murdered, a "Lanny" in a red dress, a transgender, a "Grisson" or a maid just on her way home? "Croissants et Cafe au lait Monsieur?" Cafe des Amis Rendezvous. Her Cafe clientele knew this girl so well.
Her NAME- "Michele", dress ripped & torn. The last lonely BELLS she would ever hear, St. Eustace church, that eternal DING-DONG! DING-DONG! From the "BnB/long term albergo" of France's dead Kings; a Francois Villion sonnet for Michele, too late. As for whom the bells tolls: DING-DONG! DING-DONG! "Ou sans les Neige d'antan?"...
On a Maigret wet Parisian night evil sometimes pervades, no suspects, no alibies, little truth, a glass of Pastiche, a glass of beer at the Cafe Dolphin yet Maigret alert, puffing on his pipe...the Concierge, where she lived, did she turn on the light? And Louis, the bartender, jilted lover, at the Cafe des Amis Rendezvous; was he waiting with a jealous stiletto that night?
LUKA, Maigret's right hand man awaits his orders!
c.2026, Dave Delacroix.
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