The Contessa Writes Back

First part of email spent complaining about how on the french keyboard the Q takes the place on the A. Por Quois? She writes. The Boss's friends are very friendly, have very good butter (?), and there is a patisserie around the corner Bien Sur which has a special on pain chocolates and by the time she gets back she's going to be a hippo. Long, lyrical description about the Metro. Longer treatise on the political situation in the suburbs. All this before she gets to dirt which is that the Vice-Boss has fallen off the wagon in a big way. Was apparently until out at bar in the Bastille where she tried to dance on a chair and then hurt herself. The Contessa says this from the Horse's mouth, delivered in the early hours when the Vice-Boss called from the hotel crying . The rest of the day the Vice-Boss wore sunglasses, even in meetings and at galleries. The Contessa writes, No one was fooled.