“Impossible for a Frenchman, perhaps, but not for me. I had watched the police, one sunny afternoon, beat an old, one-armed Arab peanut vendor senseless in the streets, and I had watched the unconcerned faces of the French on the café terraces, and the congested
faces of the Arabs. Yes, I could believe it: and here it came.
Not without warning, and not without precedent: but only poets, since they must excavate and recreate history, have ever learned anything from it.”

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