Michael Jackson

by Michael Jackson

LYING BACK, RESTING , SMOKING, WITH THE DAWN COMING UPON THEM, LIGHTING THEIR FACES, THEY NOW FELT TOO COOL AND COVERED THEIR BODIES WITH THEIR CLOTHES. THE WOMAN, LOOKING AWAY FROM LOUIS, TOLD HIM A STORY.
SHE HAD BEEN IN PARIS WHEN THEY HAD HANGED A NEGRO WHO HAD KILLED A DEPLOMAT. SHE WAS THEN LIVING IN MONTPARNASZE, FREQUENTING THE CAFES, AND SHE HAD FOLLOWING THE TRIAL WITH A PASSION, AS ALL HER FRIEND HAD DONE, BECAUSE THE MAN WAS A FANATIC, HAD GIVEN DOSTOEVSKIAN ANSWERS TO THE QUESTIONS PUT TO HIM, FACED THE TRIAL WITH GREAT RELIGIOUS COURAGE.
AT THAT TIME THEY STILL EXECUTED PEOPLE FOR GRAVE OFFENSES. IT USUALLY TOOK PLACE AT DAWN, WHEN NO ONE WAS ABOUT

Michael Jackson
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