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Frank and Ernest Babel Languages

I went to get my pão na chapa (toasted bread) this morning just after 10 a.m., and when I walked up the counter to pay, Esther, the checkout clerk, said, “Bon jiorno”, or however it’s spelled in Italian.

I looked around and said I didn’t know we’d changed countries. Besides, I told her, “I only know two languages.”

She laughed.

I don’t know if she’s one of the many, many Italian descendents in São Paulo. She’s certainly not one of the Japanese descendents. …

Oh, friend Richard sent the cartoon today. He’s a Frank and Ernest fan. Me, too.

What do you think?