Saturday, May 23, 2009

Gabrielle Émilie Le Sommelier de Creteil

Oh my goodness me what a gray mottled day, and with no lightness in sight. Gabrielle Émilie Le Sommelier de Creteil (also known as Gabrielle Émilie Le Tonnelier de Breteuil) daughter of the lamplighter, sees the world upside down, rejecting a right-side-up view of things. O velho Incinérez lives with the chickens in the cattle-shed behind O Palácio do Cão, the cattle having died off in O Praga do Injusto of 1928. Skopje Karpos, the farmhand Skopje Karpos, lives in the next shed, the one used for stowing gardening tools and whetting. The farmhand Skopje Karpos was hired to care for the ailing cattle and dispose of those that had succumbed to O Praga do Injusto, the lamplighter having a fear of carrion and flies, his daughter, Gabrielle Émilie Le Sommelier de Creteil (also known as Gabrielle Émilie Le Tonnelier de Breteuil), seeing no harm in having a strange man around as long as he kept his hands to himself and took a weekly bath.

Coetaneous to the arrival of Skopje Karpos, the farmhand Skopje Karpos, was the arrival of the dogmen, from the littlest to the biggest, from the most foul-mouthed to the most insidious. Dogmen had been known to travel beyond the five-mile fence in search of eels, other times looking for a punch-up or a free-for-all. The dogmen traveled by oxcart, carrying whatever they owned, which was measly, in old wooden apple boxes piled one on top of the other like stacked bodies. Before they arrived in town, setting up their dogmen compound behind the Waymart behind the aqueduct, where they eeled for eels and stole whatever they could get their hands on, they lived, the dogmen lived, inside the five-mile fence at the edge of the cattle-gate across from the cattle-shed where Skopje Karpos, the farmhand Skopje Karpos, lived with the chickens and rats, the rats having arrived the day of O Praga do Injusto of 1928, jumping scow and finding refuge and a bellyful of rotting cattle ashore.

Coetaneous to they’re arrival was the arrival of the Narrow Masons, with whom the dogmen had once shared a small plot of land 27½ miles to the north of the five-mile fence, neither party getting along with the other, the Narrow Masons moving on to the south where they established a settlement and opened a small haberdashery specialising in women’s undergarments and whores’ gloves, the latter selling well until the Vincennes Glove Co. cornered the market, forcing them to close shop and search out alternatives to whore tailoring.

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