Timed Writing

I have just a few minutes left of battery life. What would you write if your battery was about to die, your last words on the blog? Dread thought. It’s a lovely morning here on Boulevard Carnot near our apartment. My sidewalk table faces the busy sidewalk. Darlene is finishing up two hours of French study with Sophie, our new teacher whom we found at a school one block away from chez nous. My session with her later today will focus on coverage of Jacques Chirac’s televised speech last night announcing a change in the government after the cataclysmic Non vote on Sunday. Eighteen minutes left. Have a great day!

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