The Friday Fix
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The Friday Fix

They Are Always There

On visiting the Maison Fournaise

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Our boat slipped into the Seine at Argenteuil.

The sail billowed out, and we sliced the cobalt waters.

He passed a plastic flute of champagne into my hand.

“Five kilometers,” I said.

The sparkle hit my nose.

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