Green Cabaret

Cobbles on the long road wore my soles but eventually I entered Charleroi, in Belgium, and stumbled upon the Green Cabaret, where I asked for buttered bread with ham. Hungry and tired, I stretched my legs and stared at the beauty portrayed above the bar who was simple, lively, and amply bestowed. Her likeness came toward me with lively eyes. Laughing, she presented my lunch— slices of bread with butter, pink and white ham— a colorful dish in the hands of a beauty.