 | | 2016-08-17 10:33
From blog Bag and a Beret
Leching as an Olympic sport?
How I love luxuriating over morning coffee on the patio of my favourite cafe as I scribble in my journal. But one day last week I was distracted by a man barking into his cell phone in Italian. He was older than me, well groomed, and dressed high-casual. Me being pensive and writerly, smoking a Pretz snack in a dark speakeasy last year at the Vancouver blogger meetup. I was drinking a Dorothy Parker cocktail. As he was talking (shouting) he suddenly craned his neck to gaze intently at a young woman strolling by. He was clearly agitated. I thought, oh, that must be a friend. But when the next woman went by, and the next, and next, and his eyes kept...
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