Strasbourg's festival of lights, July 2006
For your amusement here is a translation of last night’s post: [fusion_builder_container hundred_percent=”yes” overflow=”visible”][fusion_builder_row][fusion_builder_column type=”1_1″ background_position=”left top” background_color=”” border_size=”” border_color=”” border_style=”solid” spacing=”yes” background_image=”” background_repeat=”no-repeat” padding=”” margin_top=”0px” margin_bottom=”0px” class=”” id=”” animation_type=”” animation_speed=”0.3″ animation_direction=”left” hide_on_mobile=”no” center_content=”no” min_height=”none”][written after two beers, two bottles of wine and a glass or two of Champagne].

I am drunk.
It is a little difficult to write something every evening, thus this evening, because I drank too much I refuse to write any. (hic) But then! It is not the evening, it is already the morning at tomorrow! (hic) I must deaden, and to take water. (hic)

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