A fashion clueless struggling in Paris. The world is attracted to the light of this city,and me to the history, but the shadow beneath her reveals herself to you eventually. The Parisians are forged thus so attractive is their culture. Why ‘the third red apple?’ A hint maybe in the page available in English and French.
Saturday, 11 November 2017
The bullied takes on Goliath in the true horror stories in modern Paris part 48
Those who read my last blog would have seen
a rough dessin of the buildings. You
might remember that there was another window across from mine. It was owned by an Italian gentleman who had
opposed the installation of the glass roof which would have transmitted more
noise. He naturally refused to give Mme.
Empathy the access to install the glass roof through his windows and he
instructed his tenants not to either.
However, Mme. Empathy noticed the current
tenant of the Italian gentleman was a young man, half French, half
American. ‘Oh, this should be a breeze.’ She turned to a beautiful French girl whom
she had recently hired. I shall call her
Natalie. Mme. Empathy whispered into
Natalie’s ear wearing a mischievous smile.
The young girl was thrilled to sink that miserable Japanese woman down
further into the mud. Not that I had
done Natalie anything to deserve this. She
was simply excited by an evil joy of manipulating someone else’s life.
Now I mentioned the young man was half
American not just because they are susceptible to French minx, but American men
have that desire to be a hero, a virtue which Natalie made a good use of. Later I learnt from this young man that she
had visited him frequently and he felt obliged to help her. He looked at me as if I was the predator obstructing
the path of an honest restaurant. ‘They
have toned down on their music lately.
They deserved a chance.’ Now, the
restaurant had toned down on the music thanks to my routine calls to the
police. But looking into his love-struck
eyes, I said no more. Thus it came to
him breaking his promise to the landlord, the Italian gentleman. The shining knight gave the restaurant the access from his
window to install a glass roof.
But I did not know this when Mme. Empathy
glared through my window.