"Do you mind if I use my notebook?" I asked
"Go ahead."
I pulled from my pocket a black, oilcloth-covered notebook, its pages held in place with an elastic band.
"Nice notebook," he said.
"I used to get them in Paris," I said. "But now they don't make them any more."
"Paris?" he repeated, raising an eyebrow as if he'd never heard anything so pretentious.Then he winked and went on talking.
Van Gogh, Gertrude Stein e Hemingway faziam suas anotações de viagens em caderninhos pretos. Eu faço em Tribuneiros.com
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