There was a bike parked by the ATM, and when I walked inside an old-timer in a well-used riding jacket was in front of me. After he left I picked up my cash and walked back outside, hoping to catch him before he got back on the road.
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Encounters
When she got out it was obvious that she was on her way to a reception of some sort: dark slacks, well-worn brown shoes and a white blouse with the sleeves rolled up past her elbows. In her haste to get air I think she forgot about those rolled-up sleeves.
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Somewhere on the road The Sundance Bar & Restaurant
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According to Mario Dumont, leader of an opposition party, the language spoken in France is merely a dialect and not an “official” language in the Province of Quebec.
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Her long, dark, thick straight hair would swing with her every step.
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