An unexpected turn in the spring weather meant that it has been a wonderfully cold and elephant-grey day. At dusk I lit the wood stove in the kitchen, piled books and magazines on the table to read, dumped myself on the couch.
A huge grin spread across my face the moment I saw "Kerouac" on one of the books. And I wasn't smiling just because he's a French-Canadian like me, although I do admit my bias (smiles).
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A huge grin spread across my face the moment I saw "Kerouac" on one of the books. And I wasn't smiling just because he's a French-Canadian like me, although I do admit my bias (smiles).
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