Hors Concours

(plus ça change, plus c’est la même chose)

Are you waiting for someone?
Are you free this evening?
May I take you home?
Can I bring a friend?
There’s no need to dress, is there?
Is it usually as warm as this?
It’s about 2 km.
Can you show me the way to get them out?
I’d love to come.
Are you coming?
Can you come?
I do hope you can come.
I’d prefer to wait until the interpreter comes.
Don’t move.
Would you mind acting as a witness?
Shall I come as I am?
I would love to, thank you.
That’s very kind of you.
It was great.
Thank you, it’s been a wonderful evening.
Next time you must come.
Good night.

©1998 F.J. Bergmann

"Hors Concours" appeared on Opium Summer 2007

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