Posts Tagged ‘fin de siecle’

~in berlin/by the wall/you were five foot ten inches tall~

Sunday, August 3rd, 2008

Apfelstrudel, still warm, Café Einstein. Over the five days we were in Berlin (Buurlin or Belleene as spoken by the locals) I had Lou Reed’s Berlin in my head. We were in a small cafe, you could hear the guitar play. Can-dle-light and Du-bon-net on ice…it was very nice. Oh Honey, it was paradise… It […]

~ a rather risqué question~

Sunday, July 27th, 2008

“Can I ask you a terribly rude question?” the woman with the kind smile, beaming eyes and slight limp said. She had pretended to be looking for the “ladies,” to broach this I later realized, and so I had a moment to decide I liked her, so I said yes. “The man you are with—are […]

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