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12.04.02: La Mercerie, rue Oberkampf By now this had become a regular for the James-Karolina-Devon rendez-vous, and truth be told I probably never had an actual coffee here. But tonight's visit featured the guest appearance of the world's mousiest ex-lawyer, a Puerto Rican acquaintance of my sister's from Yale whom I stayed with in Oxford, and whom in a fit of misguided loneliness-avoidance I'd invited to travel with me to Spain and Portugal. He apparently "used to be a geek," and repeatedly stressed that fact. The trip to Spain was going to be a trip all its own; for now he spent the evening bewildering James and Karolina, although somehow not enough to keep James from hanging out with us through the rest of the weekend (god bless...) and witnessing more post-geek insanity. Read on.
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