Textism :� Single Serving :� Marking Time
This is also true. I left behind the place I�’d been for 35 years to cross an ocean, everything I owned flung into two bags, to live with a woman with whom I�’d fallen in love. Her body and mind overtook me. Her language chops left me in the dust. She lived in France with two wonderful, weird, whip-smart children she�’d been raising on her own, in a drafty old house full of books, next to a sea of vineyards. And now so do I. Lucky dope.
Dean Allen firar ettå�rsjubileum i Pompignan. Missa inte artikeln ur Vancouver Sun.