Tuesday, June 21, 2011

Who can forget translation, much less the language lab?

not so fast with that solstice

Oh, the itchy pants of cotillions were nothing, compared with the trials of the umlaut, the awkward rue in French. Fortunately, then, the changing room restored us to our streetwear, soon enough, with friends to tidy tanglings of our much-conflicted tongue. 

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