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Wednesday, 20 July 2016

COLD WET STREETS


It was a cold afternoon in January when we strolled through the cold and wet narrow streets of Limeuil, a small town at the confluence of the Dordogne and Vezere Rivers. Not a soul in sight. Obviously they were all allowing reason to prevail and were huddled inside ... except this curious cat who seemed intrigued by our presence!



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