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Lovely winter's Friday. Blue skies, crisp air, orange leaves on the ground...a sojourn in the hidden bookshop on Spital, a conversation with a cat sitting on a bin.
And my French tape today was a recording of the Mareilles, the original version, some guy shouting over a harpsichord. I'm sure I've mutilated the spelling on that one.
Tortellini for lunch. Good day.
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