I pass the table to picnic along the RONA installed at the corner of Mont-Royal and Maples. Store employees to take their breaks, smoking and summer lunch, usually alone. It's always her that I recognize the last two years, she is now short hair under his cap. Once I cross the radius painting, his specialty. She has that air of Tom-boy I like and which increases with age. She smokes sitting at the table or standing stamping their feet when it's cold. Our eyes meet force we do not know if we can greet us.
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