Contrary to popular belief, chien merde is not flowing in the streets. Neither is champagne flowing from the taps. That would be pure hope on my part. It took 31 hours in the City of Light before I encountered my first bonbon. Impressive. Even then it was refined. Just like Parisians. And much daintier than an American canine's. Perhaps the diet? The gift was tucked in by a wall just outside a hair salon. Perhaps Fifi was going in for a blowout. Hit.
Monday, September 7, 2009
Not as abundant as rumored.
Contrary to popular belief, chien merde is not flowing in the streets. Neither is champagne flowing from the taps. That would be pure hope on my part. It took 31 hours in the City of Light before I encountered my first bonbon. Impressive. Even then it was refined. Just like Parisians. And much daintier than an American canine's. Perhaps the diet? The gift was tucked in by a wall just outside a hair salon. Perhaps Fifi was going in for a blowout. Hit.
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