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paris.
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which side of the bed do you want?
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ou est jean?
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the grasshopper and the ant.
barcelona.
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the neighborhood.
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We came out of the alley into the Port Olympia, si...
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One day, we were munching cornflakes on the couch...
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margarita blue night
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absinthe makes the heart grow fonder.
a hooker, an ostrich, and monica lewinsky.
We get rid of him by promising to meet him later o...
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the crawl
the chase
the culmination
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the canary islands.
The Canary Islands. Ah, those Canary Islands. They...
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British Boy. Spanish Guy. Scottish Guy. Parisian G...
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"Wait, do you see that?"I pointed to where, in the...
Rose and I managed to sleep until four, despite th...
On our way to the restaurant it had been raining, ...
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Rose seems to have come out of her state of severe...
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seventeen.
The three of us make quite the spectacle dragging ...
la fete de st. patrice
fowl play.
avalanche!
the trouble with military time.
friends and fibs.
secret agents.
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fun at le family home.
But the mood is ruined when, 20 minutes later, aft...
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the magical forest (part one)
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the magical forest (part two)
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the end (part one)
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the end (part two)
the end (part three)
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