Brothers under the … sail

Visiting old Montreal today, and while standing outside the IGA grocery with my dog, Satchel, I caught the eye of a couple sharing the chill breeze for a smoke. He looked a little like Joe Cocker in his heyday, wavy gray hair hanging down to his shoulders. She was blonde, a little pudgy, and smiled easily. The gent eyed Satchel, made a few comments in French, and because I understood not a vowel, I nodded. He realized the language of […]

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