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When I got up to the shop I couldn't resist asking Phyllis Cohen – what did I say? It's none of my business if she feels like washing windows on Sunday. Before saying something stupid, I noticed that the windows were attached to a shop named Berkeley Books of Paris and the door was open so I went in.

photo, sunday, quartier latin Quiet Sunday street in the Quartier Latin.

Phyllis followed, maybe intending to be helpful. I could see that the spacious shop was full of books, so I didn't ask. But there were too many books to look at all at once so I did ask – and Phyllis said, "Good literature and good poetry, maybe the best selection of literary journals," and so on – all used, all in English.

Not that I get around much but the reason I never noticed this shop before is because it's only been open five months. Inside, besides the books, I noticed that you can browse without getting whacked by someone with a Tati bag. On Sunday there was only one other book fiend. It's like a secret tip, this place. It's at 8 Rue Casimir–Delavigne, not far from the métro at Odéon, equally close to the Luxembourg.

The 'Not Born There' Café Metropole Club 'Report'

The secretary and some members got together last Thursday for the second meet in October. The secretary was there, I think, and and five members posed for the famous photo, excepting Yoko. The report of this this wonderful meeting is online, like usual. While it was the Not Born In Texas meeting the actual titles were "One In a Row" and First Red Shoe of the Week.

photo, sign, rue casimir delavigne

The coming meeting of the Café Metropole Club will be on the next Thursday after the 12th in October which is the 19th. The Saint of the Day will be Saint–René Goupil. René, as he was called, was a pioneer missionary in Canada and he became a saint by having his head whacked by a tomahawk wielded by an angry Iroquois on 29, September 1642. René is also the patron saint of anesthetists

The equally folkloric legend of the club is on a page of total length cleverly named the About the Club Webpage. Challenge your aptness for logic with few true facts, and make note of the club's sharply blurred hand–fashioned membership card before its impending doom, now promised for the past 16 months.

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This Was Metropole Ten Years Ago

This popular feature, once covered in moss and updated weekly for nine years, continues to be unavailable this week for technical reasons, partly because Ed has forgotten all that wonderful stuff that was in here ten years ago when he was young and frisky.

Café Life Lite 101.7

Smarty Pants

Today does not mark the date in 1887 when Oscar Wilde, writing in The Pall Mall Gazette, wrote, possibly in his own hand, "Most modern calendars mar the sweet simplicity of our lives by reminding us that each day that passes is the anniversary of some perfectly uninteresting event." Luckily for us Metropole is not a modern calendar, so the sweet simplicity of our lives remains unmarred and clean as a stainless penny whistle. Happy birthday, Oscar!

Frist Patacatatonic Flight

There are only 76 days left of this year, the same number that 1856 had when Jean–Marie Le Bris pioneered flight, 34 years before Clément Aderand 47years before the Wright brothers. However, this is not exactly correct because it was in December of 1856, not October. We had Adler last week and thought that was the end of the matter, but TV–news had other ideas – by remembering the exploits of Le Bris. There's a piece of the original equipment at the Air and Space Museum at Le Bourget. And there is a photo of Le Bris' later Albatros, taken in 1868 by a photographer named Pépin, who had a shop in Brest.

photo, sign, stone, rue hautefeuille

This is totally unconnected to the fact that this year has used up 289 days, the same number that 1094 had when Philippe Ier, roi de France was excommunicated by Bishop Hugues de Die in the name of Pope Urban II for being naughty. Philippe dumped his first wife, Berthe de Hollande, in order to marry his cousin, Bertrade de Montfort. In Autun they called it bigamy and incest, but what did they know?

Mere Miracles Needed

Some years have passed since the New York Mets won the miracle World Series on this day in 1969. The Mets are considered by some to be somewhat hapless, due to fate, history, the stars, tides, and the sadly depleted ozone layer over their home stadium at Flushing Meadows in Queens. Their very first game, in Saint Louis on 10. April 1962 was posponed on account of rain. They then went on to lose their first 9 games, a dismal record. Only the Cleveland Spiders, playing in 1899, lost more games than the Mets in their first year. However, worse yet was the 1993 season when the Mets lost 103 games. This year the Mets are looking good. Gomets!

photo, sign, sculpture, bear, tile

The Rest of You

This day in the United States is celebrated as Boss's Day and it is not supposed to be mocked as some sort of cheesy Hallmark Holiday. Without bosses there wouldn't be any employees and everybody would be out of work, which might actually be more difficult for bosses because they are not entitled to the generous unemployment benefits. So everyone who is not a boss should use today to thank their superiors for being kind and fair all year long. Give your boss a small gift or a greeting card – a Hallmark card is okay – and be sure to treat your boss with extreme kindness, as if it were his – or her – birthday. The rest of you are requested to refrain from overt acts of sabotage today.

A bientôt à Paris
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