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“And it will be like this forever.”
“Even when you look at me like that?”
“What about the goldfish?”
“They, too. They will be fine. Everything will be fine.”
“Yes. They will be fine. And the bulls are fine.”
“What about boxing? Will you fight again?”
“I will fight again, if the opponent is worthy and I am fit, and I am always fit.”
“Even when it is very late and everyone is gone?”
“Especially then. In those moments of dark loneliness a man must show grace under pressure.”
The streetlight splashed yellow circles on the wet sidewalk outside the cafe. Paris was always like this but this wasn’t Paris. He mixed water with his absinthe and thought of what he must say now.
“When I leave, you must pretend not to mind, for that is courage.”
“Yes.” She stirred her drink.
“Waiter!” he called to the narrow-hipped Spaniard who shuttled between the often empty tables. “Two more.”