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T h i s w a v e i s a n i m m i g r a n t t o F r a n c e . I t i s a l u c k y, l u c k y w a v e . To m C a r e y i s a v i s i t o r t o F r a n c e . H e i s a l u c k y, l u cky m an. Thes e are h is images. Th ese are h i s fr i e n d s. This is Franc e.
C’ e st la F ranc e .
Bienvenue vers la France, mes amis. [ W e l c o m e , f r i e n d s , to F r a n c e . ]
Ale x Gr a y reg ard s a Fren ch arch a n d t u n n el .
[ Green . Bl u e . A n d, yes , Gray.]
L es bat eaux et les b창t im en t s. [Bo ats an d bu i ldi n gs .]
La mer . [The sea.]
French man Damien Chadouy joins the resistance.
[Pi gs an d do gs .]
A nd Dus t y Pa y ne .
[L ook at m e.]
A lex Gray, wit h a n a udie nc e of un.
[D o y ou c om e h ere o f ten ? ]
[ Bla ck a n d w h i t e . ]
M a n y d ot s b o b . One d o t lobs. It is Mike Morrissey.
[Li ghtn i n g.]
M ic k F a nning ma k e s his own f l a s h.
[ Wh at
do y ou t h in k , c om r a d e ? ]
Mike M orris s e y a nd A l e x G ra y dis c us s S a rt re .
[A perf ect ci rcle.]
Fred Patac c hia c ompl e t e s a F re nc h re vol ut ion.
[T h e re are s to n es .]
[H e is f lyi n g.]
J ordy S mit h.
One good line I heard in France from a friend was: Did he fartface you? Which is when a French waiter sticks his nose up and ignores you. Much like when he smells a fart.
Rent a car when you’re in France and blaze through the round-a-bouts like a b at out of hell . France is your own personal Indy Track.
I can’t remember too much more from that trip. All of the French people were pretty damn cool. A lot has changed in Hossegor since last time I dropped in. Its very tolerant now.
One good pointer is to tip the bartender a buck or two. He’ll remember you, pour your beers first and be psyched on you.
—Tom carey
[s o m e adv i ce whi le i n f ran ce.]
[D on’ t g o. ]
[I m u st. ]
Joan Du ru tu rn s away, c ol d.
[T h e re wa s no b l u e s k y that day. That’s all I remember.]
Gabe K lin g storms the be a c hhe a d. He g e t s s hot .
[Em pty s pace.]
Ch ippa Wi l s on, driving on th e right s ide .
[You, s ir, are l ate .]
[An d then , o n e day, war cam e.]
[Alo n e in th e ci ty.]
[How d o es it ta s te ? ]
[What?]
[Life.]
M ik e M orris s e y.
[I see t h at y o u l i ke to wat c h . ]
A lex Gray regards a Fren ch a rc h a nd t unne l .
[ Wi l l y o u co m e to t h e l ig h t sh ow ? ]
And y Iro ns l ig hts a sparkler.
[Thi s place i s o lder than the peo p le.]
A le x G ra y, wa it ing f or G odot .
[ P l e a s e b e q u i e t. I h a v e s o m e t h i n g t o s a y. ]
Al e x G ray.
[I resolve, with the help of your holy grace, to make penitence.]
M ik e M orris s e y bows his he a d.
[H ow can yo u m ak e that ar gum en t? ]
Taj Bu rrow ma k e s his c a s e on t he L e f t B a nk .
Ale x Gr a y f o n dl y de pa r t s . Tom f ol l o w s. Unt il n e x t time.
B on v o y a ge , Ale x . B on v oya g e , To m C a r e y.
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