Olive Senior - PEN International
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Casey Merkin<br />
Excerpt from the novel<br />
The Crimes of Paris<br />
WORDS ... CASEY MERKIN 41<br />
The Crimes of Paris is a darkly comic anti-travelogue and histoire de la déception<br />
amoureuse. The opening section, ‘Les chroniques de Bruce’ , from which this excerpt<br />
is taken, follows the experiences of the narrator, Casey, with his ‘sometimes fictitious<br />
French roommate’ , Bruce (whose influence is felt in the casual use of French<br />
vocabulary and typographical style throughout the novel). Casey has recently<br />
landed in Paris after a so-called divorce in Los Angeles.<br />
Café Philosophique: The Institution of Marriage<br />
One of the great advantages of my new apartment is that it’s only a five-minute<br />
walk to the Canal Saint-Martin. Paid for in wine by Napoléon and built to bring<br />
fresh water and goods into the city, the canal now supplies the 19e, 11e and 10e<br />
arrondissements with a wash of young guitar players and elderly winos. From<br />
the Bassin de la Villette to the rue du Faubourg du Temple (whence it continues<br />
underground all the way to the Porte de l’Arsenal, just below the Bastille), the<br />
bords du canal are a popular pique-nique destination and a home away from<br />
homelessness for the hundreds of sans abris who have taken up residence there<br />
in tents.<br />
To kill time before meeting up with some people at a club upstream, B. E. and<br />
I are sitting over a couple of demis at Chez Prune, a café branché located along the<br />
canal in a bobo section of the 10e. For the past half hour, he’s been telling me about<br />
his attempts to get some trim in Paris, and how they have all ended in failure.<br />
But with a frustrated shake of his head, he changes the topic :<br />
–So how’s life with Bruce ? You know, it’s never too late to look for a place<br />
together.<br />
–Yeah, I moan, and go through all that shit you have to do here to get a legit<br />
place ?<br />
–It’s not that big a deal …<br />
–The paperwork, the agents, the intense scrutiny of your bank history –<br />
which, incidentally, I don’t even have in France –, finding a guarantor willing<br />
to cover a year’s worth of rent … If I at least had a visa, that would be one thing.<br />
Besides, I told you : I don’t want to live with another American.<br />
B. E. has been in France for a few months already on a student visa. (I should<br />
mention that « B. E. » is not really his name. For years now, he’s been using his<br />
initials as a nom de plume, a literary affectation I find hilarious. Since my arrival,<br />
I’ve been adding to the ostentation by encouraging everyone we know to call him<br />
« B. E. », and it’s actually become an identity he begrudgingly embraces.) B. E.’s<br />
master plan was to get into the country by taking a course at the Sorbonne, make