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  The Bath

  A Story

  22 December 2008, by XimO
  This is my body in the bath. Outside flows the Seine and I am being reborn in this French water. Like Proust said, we writers are all searching for our lost childhoods. I searched for Proust’s gravestone at Pere Lachaise yesterday, but I couldn’t find it. I came here once as a child. I remember the important things. I came with my family. Now I have come alone. At home, I have a black antique rocking chair beside the black and white bathtub for guests to sit in and talk (...)
  
  

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  Saint Cucufa

  14 July 2008, by Einar Moos
  He stands by the check-out counter fumbling for his check book a loaded caddy abreast when I enter at noon. He looks humble, yet with his gray beard and captain Archibald Haddock cap is always waiting to grow into his own self. A géomètre or land surveyor all his life, after having lost his eardrum as artilleryman during WWII, a man in short, who knows his terrain. Ask him anything about the area, he will have an answer. Now he is losing his eyesight and signs the check without having to (...)