Sunday, December 23

Paris


I am in Paris, at last Paris. I am enjoying the city being Dickie. Paris is just how I had imagined; perhaps it is one of the best cities in the world. The streets, the monuments… it has a special atmosphere.

I have been invited to a party by a couple with whom I was talking in a café. Tom going to a party... maybe an impossible thing, but Dickie knows how to enjoy life. I have met a lot of people there, and I have behaved as I had never behaved at a party.

Being Dickie is easier than I thought. Actually, I merit being Dickie because I spent some days practising Dickie’s voice and movements. I also trained jumping between his character and mine so I would be able to change quickly into the other character in case I needed it. Moreover, I had been polishing up Dickie’s way to write. My last chance was to enter to Paris, and I had no problems with Dickie’s passport which meant that my new hairstyle was the appropriate one.

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