Today there is weather for it and I'm out with a leaking thermos and two apples and three books. I climb the bastions (where bats now breed in the tunnels) and cross the moat (which is now a railroad and tram line and six lanes of highway) and walk straight through the gates of the city.
Beneath the statues of Neptune and Mercury, where Napoleon stood in 1807 and Hitler stood in 1939, I proclaim this city mine. I have an apple. I have another. The sun is shining on me. I drink an entire thermos of tea. No one can stop me.