That done, we got drunk on vin chaud , and when my friend's wife left work at three in the morning, we walked across Paris to Les Halles for saucisson and pommes frites . My sister lived in Reid Hall , a feminine enclave for foreign students off Boulevard Montparnasse. When I was broke I would go there for a meal and some animal warmth. Alison had no more money than myself, but as usual she managed better, and always helped when I was down and out. After dinner we would sit in the garden and talk.
Haircuts are a luxury.
Well, it's true. Anyway I've got a huge bald spot on the back of my head and this covers it up. Let me see. She examined my scalp. To my surprise she burst into tears.