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[devoutish]

You've reached Alfie Solomons. Leave your name and state your business.

Alfie can be reached via the imPort network, or via a home phone and answering machine. He does have a cell phone, but it's not publicly available.

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[trouvaille]

That idea has been floated to me, and I'm not convinced. My father was once married for three months when I was sixteen, and then when they finally sobered up, they annulled it on the grounds of having been too thoroughly wasted to legally consent.

( she's still tight with her stepmother, though, even though in legal terms hasibe has never actually been her stepmother, technically speaking. )

I mean, it looked like fun, but it didn't look restful.

[devoutish]

I'm surprised they found a priest to have it done, while they were in that state.

[trouvaille]

They can really hold their liquor. ( in the way alcoholics do, yes. ) I was a bridesmaid, it was a bit of a laugh. Something fun for her to do while she was filming in Italy of a summer.

( that's a terribly dismissive (if affectionate) way of describing her father. )

Are you married?

[devoutish]

No. Married to the job, I'm afraid. But I've got family at home - parents, cousins, brothers and a sister.

[trouvaille]

I don't think I'll ever get married. I want to have a house on a river and write poetry and drink wine and not be bothered by anyone.

( if she had it, the kind of peaceful existence she imagines, she'd get bored. it wouldn't even take long.

but she's never had it, to know, so it sounds like heaven. )

[devoutish]

Ah, I could never do that. I'm from the city. The quiet would drive me mad.

[He's used to familiar hustle and bustle - which is part of why he hates it here so much. He's lived his entire life in the same neighborhood, around the same people. Being torn away from that is hard on him.]

[trouvaille]

I grew up outside of Florence - like an hour's drive? Nothing crazy. But everything as far as I could see when I was a little girl was ours.

( sure, paris was a different story, but she doesn't remember much about being a child in paris; she'd been a toddler for most of it. )

It was quiet. London is ... you know, not.

[devoutish]

Everything I can see is mine, too.

[In a different sort of way, but.]

Not so here.

[trouvaille]

( that's some criminal talk, that right there. )

I never miss London, but I sort of miss London.

[devoutish]

I miss London wholeheartedly. Camden Town. Have you ever been?

[trouvaille]

A few times. I don't know if Camden markets were a thing yet, in the 20s, but I've been to those of a weekend. There's a nightclub that's a market during the day on a weekend, the Electric Ballroom. I bought Christmas gifts there last year.

[devoutish]

Is there still a Jewish neighborhood there?

[trouvaille]

There's a Jewish Museum there, so I'd guess probably.

( she is not a demographics expert, to no one's great shock. )

[devoutish]

A museum, really? Do the gentiles visit?

[trouvaille]

Not Jewish people? Sure, I think so. There's a lot of...

( hey, you know what gwen's even less equipped to discuss than feminism? the impact of the second world war. this time, she sidesteps. )

People like to think of prejudices as history, ( is what she settles on. ) Whether it's true or not. Museums are great for that. Look at all this historical stuff that doesn't reflect on who we are as people probably. I mean, I don't know if it's that kind of museum, I prefer an art gallery. But I've been to Jewish memorials before and I'm technically supposed to be a Catholic.

( doesn't count if you were baptised to impress a lady. in her view. )

[devoutish]

Mm. Born into the faith, but not practicing?

[trouvaille]

The woman I'm named after, my brother's mother, she's a Catholic. I think she helped plan the baptism.

( and her willingness to do that is not irrelevant to emeric wynne-york's decision that he wanted one. )

[devoutish]

And what do you consider yourself? Who do you identify with?

[trouvaille]

( gwen often has a swift answer for everything-- this is not one of those times. she visibly hesitates. she isn't even sure what species she considers her own, so much neither one thing nor the other.

but yeah, cry more about how hard it is to the jewish guy from the 20s, whatever. )

I always wanted to be Russian when I grew up.

[devoutish]

And do the Russians accept you?

[trouvaille]

I've never asked them to.

( her russian carries a faint trace of an italian accent, but she switches back and forth deftly, practised. a shrug-- )

I don't have a tribe. I'm a global citizen, or whatever the bullshit line is these days.

[devoutish]

Global citizen. Fucking ridiculous.

[Everybody needs a tribe, in his humble opinion. He switches to Russian too, just because:]

No wonder you're lonely.

[His speech is native-like and fluent, with no real trace of accent - he grew up speaking the language, and so the pronunciation is natural to him.]

[trouvaille]

( he's not wrong. it's a lack she feels more keenly than she'd care to admit in so many words - and that she doesn't disagree is sufficiently telling. )

Everybody's lonely.

( no, honey. )

We lived in Russia for three years, when I was little. No where special.

[devoutish]

I've never been. I'm told it's very cold.

[trouvaille]

Never go to war with Russia in the winter, that's what they say, which is good advice. I wore a lot of fur, there's stupid photographs.

( she was very small, you can just see the hands and the face. )