silvoo

Updated: August 1, 2026

I rode up on the Seine, aboard of a little, noiseless, low-pressure steamer about the size of a sewing machine. It was called the Silvoo Play, I think. The fare was thirty centimes or, say, three cents. After paying my fare and finding that I still had money left, I lunched at St. Cloud in the open air at a trifling expense. I then took a bottle of milk from my pocket and quenched my thirst.

Bill Nye - A Guest at the Ludlow and Other Stories