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Changing Hemispheres (6)

Part six: meeting France

Agde, floods, signing up and shipping out

Sneakiness and good timing meant that I could in fact escape the hotel for a meal occasionally, without being called back to eat with the family. I assume their kindly concern was for that ubiquitous object of puzzlement, The Woman Alone. I experienced that phenomenon again at the little restaurant around the corner

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