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This Thingamabob Called La Puce

Setting Off on an Adventure It’s Saturday noon. My girlfriend and I pack up and leave, then we run errands in a rush. Destination: Parc national d’Aiguebelle for a stay in a rustic cabin. Nicolas, the acting manager of the rustic shelters, gives me a key and a number for “La Puce d’eau”. At that … Continued