" That black-smiles from the small window of the tram is like Mme. Lamort said.
"It is not possible, because in Paris there are no trams. In addition, the tram's black in no way resembles Mme. Lamort. Quite the contrary: it is Mme. Lamort who resembles that of black. In short: not only is there no trams in Paris but never in my life have I seen Mme. Lamort, even in portrait.
"You agree with me," he said, because I do not know Mme. Lamort.
"Who are you? Should introduce.
-Mme. Lamort "he said. ¨ And you?
-Mme. Lamort. "His name keeps reminding me something," he said.
"Try to remember before you reach the tram.
"But you just said no trams in Paris," he said.
-I had not when I said it, but you never know what will happen.
"Then let us hope because we are waiting."
[Pizarnik, A Memorable Story ]
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