2 Days in Paris Page #6

speak of fascist vaginas.

How does it go? - And you?

I already saw you of wide.

You prepare 'ne exhibition? Photos?

- Somewhat more conceptual. - Ah, yes.

In the type of Bill Viola,

but with much more sex.

You will definitely like it.

He/it does an exhibition, he/it is

really an interesting artist.

An Exfreund?

- No! - Are you sure?

That would be a record.

- No. - Ah, Manu!

You don't have to talk to him/it.

- However, I want that I like Manu.

I always thought, a small lie,

this no effects

on igendwas or anybody has,

be no correct lie.

A small diagram of the brain

if the pros and cons must

appraise the possible consequences,

particularly, if it could be,

that the lie is discovered.

You are there yes, man!

- How does it go? - How are you?

What is free?

- Not much. How does it go? - Property.

She/it told you,

that we were together, or? - Yes.

That is approximately 15 years ago,

therefore no more reason for the excitement.

She/it was 19.

- Ah, still a child.

She/it had her/its/their first orgasm with me

through intercourse.

That was impolite. I know,

when I am impolite. Toot sorrow me.

Ah, no, no.

You paved the way for others us.

I drink to it.

- Clearly, we drink to it!

Furthermore, it was not once

'ne big romance.

Sooner like... Brother and sister.

- Brother and sister, whom sex has?

No big matter.

I now must this... Hire gets.

- I love the bloke. If it gets!

What is? - A Blowj*b?

You had sex with the type!

With whom?

- Manu. - No. Well...

Yes... so approximately.

- Approximately? Only in the base?

I don't know, why therefore one

have to lie. - I didn't lie.

However! Furthermore, he/it told me,

that you the first orgasm with him/it

through intercourse had.

Does this seem to you familiar? - No.

Has maybe... - Does something ring there?

- He/it should feel good.

Be correct. You said exactly this to me.

- Do I have this?

But it was correct with you.

- Is that amnesia? I versteh's not.

No, you fools. Be not so!

Be not jealous!

However, you knew that I

no virgin more was, I was 33!

Therefore, it doesn't go. It is about lying.

You clearly are no more virgin...

I get 'nen Dip for myself.

I am a child-psychologist.

I work with problem-children

from the 16. Arrondissement,

Neuilly sur being, children of empires

with many problems.

- Yes, something similar occurs.

This sounds really fascinating.

One day, as I with a child

in my office worked,

if I had to on the toilet.

As I returned,

my chair was quite wet.

This small one... Rat

had peed after it.

I was so... so furious!

The only one, of what I could think,

it was that I wanted to sever this.

Only simply sever.

The job quits, or what?

- No, the small penis cuts off!

Oh so, his/its small penis.

- Yes.

I like him/it totally gladly.

Mussels are in the salad. Oh, exactly!

I hab's so full. We only argue.

Do you go into the temple sometimes?

- No, I am not really Jewish.

My mother was educated Catholic.

I admittedly have a Jewish name,

but I am strictly speaking

gentile. - But your father.

And consequently also you. You are one

happy, hairy, Jewish man!

You think that Hitler would have spared you,

because your mother is gentile?

This would not have altered anything. These types

would have put you into a camp.

Be correct. You are right.

I never liked camps.

Incidentally, I remain a few days

with you. Marion invited me.

We have sleep only a quite small one-

do carpentry. - I bring goose-liver.

I feel like your brother,

and what mine is is also yours, man.

Is this called that mine is also yours?

If you give it to me, it takes me.

- Real? Does this refer to everything?

I explain something to you once.

I am American, yes?

And in America, mine is mine.

My religion is "private-property":

Entered not, my stuff doesn't touch!

Or I kill you!

That is good.

I like the man. We find ourselves

in August. I love your humor!

You told this paranoid person,

he/it can live in August with us?

No, that he/it can live there,

if we are away. - Speech with him/it,

he/it, our apartment, thinks

if the Promised land is!

I have a little with your bloke

talked, super-nice. - Yes, he/it is.

Don't jam, not according to 'n Ami, not

arrogantly, quite different than expected.

He/it is admittedly tattooed everywhere,

but you seem this to like.

That is normal, he/it was in the clink.

Stock exchange-histories or so? ENRON-Affre?

- No, he/it sat eight years.

Murder. Willful killing. Was there

such a type, that with him/it and his/its

Friend lived, and he/it was only 19...

He/it can curb his/its fury only heavily.

He/it invited me to you

in August,

but I was not sure whether I can.

- How stupid!

I get to still drink something for me.

- Yes, only does.

I want the most unromantic day of this

Keep awake Parisian history in me.

The whole ones of some strange project

and everything could not do I here.

I had to... no notion.

Everywhere only perverts,

those I one should blow...

- That is disgusting, or?

You had to blow no one one,

to manage therefore?

In the art, one doesn't have to this?

- No, that not, but one must...

One must leak.

- Yes, exactly. One must leak.

She/it looks totally empty anyway.

- Totally empty.

Ah, sh*t,

I lost my contact-lentil!

She/it is there.

Do you have her/it/them?

- Yes. - Super.

I do her/it/them again purely.

- Yes.

All okay one? - Yes, already goes.

- Don't fall!

Marion?

Marion!

Is good. Ah, darling.

- What is free?

I don't thrive.

What is free?

- The mussels.

I thought of it that I allergic

is. However, we had mussels?

No, last month

on Long Iceland, we had mussels.

Maybe I tolerate

French mussels not.

Call somebody "911!"

- I am allergic against mussels!

Call somebody "I is allergic!

Attendants! - What is?

- I don't have any pulse. - However.

I don't have any pulse. - However.

- I die! - No.

I die!

- No, no!

Them/you were only dizzy.

- My pulse! - Breathe deeply through.

It felt as I have

something in the neck. Here, something hairy.

That is an allergic reaction.

Give me a shot, fast!

You/they ate simply too much.

Drink something. - I am afraid.

Go at the fresh air.

Jack!

I am alive! - Yes, I know.

Otherwise, you would have spoken not so much.

Yes.

Do you have something for the sinuses?

Antihistamine?

No, but she don't lack anything.

- Yes, I know.

That certainly is an Arab.

The last one cleared off at a traffic light.

Recently, I had a few Germans.

Never again!

They had sausages in the luggage,

this stinks still today! - You have yourself

well entertains with my sister?

You talked almost only to her.

Why, however, I have with Matthew

and Manu and Sandra spoken...

Very nice.

Really, or do you mean this ironically?

- No, they were very nice.

One never knows with you.

Hey, where does lhr come friend?

He/it doesn't speak any French.

He/it is American.

- Americans?

You/they don't speak any English?

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