Chaplin

This evening I walked past the bookshop and I couldn’t resist looking for the book I’d had been looking for awhile:

My Autobiography by Charles Chaplin.

As I paid for it at the till the American lady picked up the book and looked at the cover.  Suddenly with some surprise she exclaimed: “Oh my, is that…. Charlie Chaplin?  He’s…”  She swallowed the rest of the sentence with a knowing look.

I nodded. Yes that is right, that is Charlie Chaplin. Sometimes there is more than meets the public eye. He’s my new crush. Slightly smug I walked out of the store, ready to be inspired by a very good-looking man.

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