Charlotte. Charlotte said we were going to the squat to meet some of her friends. Where I came from, a squat was a dark, abandoned building full of rats and garbage and junkies, with boards over the windows. In Grenoble, a squat was a crappy house in a bad neighborhood, but it had running water, […]
Posts Tagged ‘France’
The Foreigner
Posted in Travel, tagged France on March 22, 2017 | 3 Comments »
Grenoble
Posted in Travel, tagged France on March 21, 2017 | 3 Comments »
I met Charlotte when I was 22, when she was visiting Berkeley and dating a guy I knew. She was a street performer who spit fire for francs, and in America, dollars. This involved putting some kind of protective agent into her mouth, followed by a flammable liquid, which she then spit out at her […]