“They wrote about the rain all through World War I. At least two generations of Americans have used French weather as a large part of their literary capital. Especially Northern France. Every kilometer north and east that you get from Paris you find the French more and more like the Germans: melancholy, alcoholic, therefore intensely military, big eaters of pig sausages against the long, gloomy, dull and chilly winters, big eaters of fats, big eaters period. I remember coming out of a Berlin nig...htclub half-stoned one night at about one-thirty and finding it was daylight already. That would make a gloomy kook out of anybody. New York City is on just about the same latitude as Madrid, Spain.As a matter of fact they didn’t have central heating anywhere in Europe until we Americans introduced them to it. That’s why the Scots make such great sweaters. And yet, after you’ve lived there long enough, you find those gray cloud-covered days no longer depress even that eternal and oppressive American optimism we have.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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