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Visitation girl Ascó

say that your people has applied to host the cemetery

nuclear
there is much revelry and parades, and the girls
all gone to the hairdresser.


elders say the gesture and twist
shrug his shoulders and not his war, grab the handles

and follow his own.

Young, they say, are
excited, know
unique opportunity to which they are,

and shout and sing and shut
send the usual spoilers.

Nobody talks about you and I just want
that if your people elected,

finish with three eyes or your kids go green.

90th Birthday Invocations

Elisabeth Craig was the American dancer, born in 1902, Céline had met in Geneva in late 1926 or early 1927, and he lived in Paris from 1927 to 1933, a very open, interrupted by stays of Elisabeth in the United States. Henri Mahé describes it thus: "Great cobalt green eyes [...]. Fine little nose ... A rectangular face and sensual [...]. Pulling long red golden hair in ringlets to his shoulders "(The Brinquebale avec Céline.)

In one of the first interviews after the publication of Journey to the End of the Night, Céline appointment as one of three teachers: `an American dancer who has taught me all about the rhythm, music and movement '( interview with M. Bromberger, Cahiers Céline, I, pp. 31-32).

In June 1933, Elisabeth went to the United States temporarily thought Celine, but this time did not return and he used his trip to the United States in the summer of 1934 to go to Los Angeles to try to persuade her to return France. But Elisabeth had decided to break. Céline always remembered the last meeting, on which we lack secure information, like a nightmare. No doubt that Elisabeth was the woman who was more united and played more than any other, a role in his life.

* Carlos Manzano (Note to the translation of "Journey to the End of the Night" by Louis-Ferdinand Céline).

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Elisabeth Craig * Game *

His smooth belly warns us that his decision, his threat was not only talk so young! How many? "Nineteen? Then I looked older, dammit. How did you come? I made it very clear that he did not return. I offered to pay (for chivalry, nothing else), I think I behaved well, as far as it goes. Also, I had no duty to her. I could have kicked out of the room. But what did I do? In a weak attempt at improper of me, I said go ahead, that I deal with him (or her, I've never had qualms), which was quiet. But it was a girl. I wanted to stay in the game. I've never seen anyone drink so much, dancing both, get both ... and now back with the gesture of wanting to settle scores. But what accounts for what, hell?

* Inspired by the photograph titled "Looks that kill" by Raphael Feliz Puigros.