I already know what I want tomorrow for breakfast: a bowl of café au lait and two Parisian butter croissants! The café au lait I can make, the croissants are more difficult to find: I will have to go into the Village, to Claude's, well worth the trip though!
Elle*
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You will hear thunder and remember me,
And think: she wanted storms. The rim
Of the sky will be the colour of hard crimson,
And your heart, as it was then, will be on fire.
Anna Akhmatova "White nights"
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