First stop was at a cafe. Driver said he needed to take a break: Je voudrais prendre un ptit apero. En voulez-vous un aussi, monsieur? Why not? I says. We pull over and go into a sweet little corner place - gave me a flashback to the last time I saw Nicole, at the Van Dyke. I sipped my Ricard and watched the people pass by but my mind was 3000 miles away and several months back in time.
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