Sometimes we hadmore bread in the evening, sometimes not.
One day, I remember, wecrossed the Seine eleven times.
When he fell ill he was at the Hotel Scribe, and taking ahundred francs a day in tips.
He hadsaid that dishwashing jobs were to be had for the asking during the summer.
Then afterwards I can come back and carry my otherthings out in my pockets.
Rest assured, my dear one, that I will remember thee always.
When he fell ill he was at the Hotel Scribe, and taking ahundred francs a day in tips.
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