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Jesus, this brings back memories. I once quit my job, and fled to France to write a novel. My ship arrived in Saint-Malo. I was tired, staggering between being drunk & hungover, and still had a long way to go. Thanks for posting these.
P.S. I found this blog yesterday and I really, really like it.
August 19th, 2011 at %I:%M %p
l’amiral connait! et l’amiral aime!
l’amiral
August 19th, 2011 at %I:%M %p
Ça ne m’étonne pas, c’est une ville taillée pour l’amiral.
December 30th, 2011 at %I:%M %p
Jesus, this brings back memories. I once quit my job, and fled to France to write a novel. My ship arrived in Saint-Malo. I was tired, staggering between being drunk & hungover, and still had a long way to go. Thanks for posting these.
P.S. I found this blog yesterday and I really, really like it.