Subject: eggplant

From: "Vickie Coulter" <[email-masked]>
Date: Tue, 26 Sep 2006 19:03:18 -0300

Boris told me of an exiled Russian duke whom he hadonce met, who frequented expensive restaurants. 
In this lifewhich is so sad, trouble conies to everyone.

Boris slept the night at the house of a cobbler, another Russianrefugee, in the Commerce quarter.

When he fell ill he was at the Hotel Scribe, and taking ahundred francs a day in tips.

One day, I remember, wecrossed the Seine eleven times.
Everyone had an untouched glassof black coffee in front of him. 
It was a woman who, besides having been his mistress, owedhim two hundred francs.