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Elena once, Elena again
Read more: Elena once, Elena againI was early. Early for dinner. Dinner plans with friends in the Saint-Henri neighbourhood of Montréal, one of my favourites in the city for wandering about. I was 45 minutes ahead of schedule and I thought, do I have time for Elena? For a glass of wine? I would have to resist the menu (not…
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performance memento
Read more: performance mementoPaper tickets. To theatre and dance performances. To concerts and art exhibits. I used to keep them, when paper tickets were all there were. I would use them as bookmarks or stash them away in a purse I rarely used. I’m not sure why I kept them all. To conjure up a fond memory, later,…
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in a [party] mood [elevator]?
Read more: in a [party] mood [elevator]?I’m not often in a mood. You know, a bad mood. Or, as my grandmother used to say, “a foul mood.” It happens just a few times a year, thankfully. When it does, I keep my distance, from family, friends, everyone. I quarantine myself, as one saving grace and it’s the least I can do,…