The last time I saw Paris

Paris is a place which is just there, to be as no other city can be, which resurrects the past and can give you more than a pleasant present to remember it by. And when one received from Monsieur Jack Lang, the French Minister of Culture and Communications an invitation to come and discuss with other authors and translators the birth of a Universal Lit erature through translations, how could one not say yes. Especially when on top of this should arrive another envelope emblazoned and postmarked from the President of the Re public, Paris, which contained an engraved biddance to attend for a cocktail with Monsieur Francois Mitterrand. But as if