arrival
So here I am in a coffee shop on Division Street, a coffee shop that resembles the Fall Café where I used to sit with Paul in Brooklyn New York. Except now I live in the Brooklyn neighborhood of Portland – no kidding, really, right down the street from Brooklyn Park and the Brooklyn Pub. And I’m sitting across from Jamey, who is reading Le Petit Nicolas et Les Copains, and I have a fleur de lis on my arm, and I keep coming back to places that are almost the places I expected to be in the specifics, but dramatically different in the general. And fabulously better, plus with unexpected adventure on the way.
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Is this a permanent Fluer de Lis? Did you finally make the leap to tattoo #2? I think here was some mention of this in a previous post.
it is in fact permanent, and it is in fact a fleur de lis. but it's a new orleans fleur de lis. which is, you know, totally not like a quebec fleur de lis. somehow. on the inside.
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