Not long ago a friend from the library times asked me whether people here wear baseball caps.
It was a text. I answered, but not really. I find texting unnatural and brief. Of course twitter was bought by a Nazi.
Words have to breathe.
Lots of lots of lots of lots of words.
Words everywhere.
In a text one can only answer one way, one thing. But every answer has twenty versions.
I didn't get to this answer because one can only poke at one's phone for so long.
And it is this:
At first it would seem like only tourists wear baseball caps here, and this town is full of tourists.
But tourists have more humility than anyone thinks.
The problem with cities are the locals.
Yes, French people wear baseball caps.
ONLY French people wear baseball caps!
And how can I tell?
Every baseball cap anyone wears here is a Yankee cap.
Only if those people went to New York would they behave properly.
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