... and I just noticed that I have written nothing about my Christmas nor my New Year's Eve. I have run out of epiphanies, so let me bore you by reciting a grocery list. We bought oysters, shrimps, foie gras, various shellfishes and charcuterie; received boxes of nice chocolates; opened some bottles of wine; had a cake baked. And then we ate and ate and ate.
I did, especially. During the season, I finished two big boxes of chocolates all by myself. Burp.
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Hey Apol! Where are you?
France, Noelle. Why?
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