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PARIS I LOVE YOU

 sitting at a pavement table
of a Turkish cafe
near the Gare de L'est

I feel myself hunched
like a dishevelled pigeon
over lunch

the waiter asks
for our order
naturally in French

"parlez vous anglais?"

he enquires if we're dutch...
or possibly deutsch?
it doesn't matter much...
Written by dartford (Paul S...)
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