I'm reading The Kill -
Zola is the man for these times -
I remember climbing a glass tower -
There was a roof garden -
Exquisite jazz -
Silk suits walking -
A rain fell -
I was unable to feel or see it -
Aristide was surely there -
He'd changed his name once more -
He and his brother held sway over this city -
They haunted its pristine canyons -
Instead of twenty franc pieces, fifty pound notes fell from the sky -
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Wednesday 6 February 2019
The Old School House
East Stoke
Dorset
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