Combing the employment section I ask, "Where are the posts for ex-pats? Is no more "help wanted"? You know what I mean, the literary types who roam about Europe, mostly, living off other people's trust funds if they haven't any of their own. Their only means of remuneration is their insight and wit. That, and the deft use of the cocktail shaker or swizzle, depending on the tippler. Their collars and cuffs might be a little frayed, but they have dash, they are spiffing, winsome even. Those days are gone, I suppose, like Chesterfields and lip rouge and the cloche.
And porcelain and chrome.
It's a terrible thing to find your life's calling, then realize you live in the wrong era.
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Ain't it the truth!
Ah, but we've romanticized the Paris of the lost generation too much! I'd rather experience the Paris of Balzac's La Fille aux yeux d'or. Though it would have been fun "liberating" the Ritz's wine cellar with Hemingway in '44.
Glad to see the Charm School flourishing in the new year. A narcissist obviously would not have the time (or the desire) to update such a revelatory endeavor.
Stitch
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