Category: France
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Shopping and Jousting
The night we left Corsica was formal night on the boat. I was looking forward to wearing the tuxedo I’d hauled 6,000 miles just for this event. Too bad I left my cufflinks and other hardware in St. Louis. No worries, I had another white shirt and no one was the wiser. Or, at least…
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