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Forwarded this email? Subscribe here for more Cobblestones A Poem for "C" Jeff Goins Apr 4 READ IN APP Photo by Jean-Baptiste D. on Unsplash Sometimes I think of Hemingway and his fourth wife Mary before she was his fourth wife, walking down war-kissed cobblestone streets in Paris past the Luxembourg Gardens and the Louvre dancing with the end of everything And I remember us— and our outlaw love, how nothing matters when you’re together, alone in a world at war with itself. Thank you for reading The Ghost. This post is public so feel free to share it. Share Like Comment Restack © 2025 Jeff Goins 548 Market Street PMB 72296, San Francisco, CA 94104 Unsubscribe