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An old travel story, because I've been to busy writing a reader for next schoolyear. But because there are some pictures included, I think I might get away with it. Imho the great thing about the story is that it is a true story. The pictures prove it. The main character is visible in 2 of the 3 pictures.
MONTE CARLO
Standing in the middle of the square, she grabs my attention, wildly gesticulating at her husband. "More to the right, to the right" she seems to be saying. He is a bit reluctant. Sees through the camera and concludes that his position is all right. "From here it'll do."
"No, it won't. Go to the right." She tells him off. Finally he decides to step aside a bit.
"Your left, my right." She is shouting now. Moving her arms like a policeman in rush hour, she directs him to the position she wants him to take. Finally she's satisfied. Looks over her shoulder once more to see the palace and decides he can snap now. And so he does.
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MONTE CARLO
Standing in the middle of the square, she grabs my attention, wildly gesticulating at her husband. "More to the right, to the right" she seems to be saying. He is a bit reluctant. Sees through the camera and concludes that his position is all right. "From here it'll do."
"No, it won't. Go to the right." She tells him off. Finally he decides to step aside a bit.
"Your left, my right." She is shouting now. Moving her arms like a policeman in rush hour, she directs him to the position she wants him to take. Finally she's satisfied. Looks over her shoulder once more to see the palace and decides he can snap now. And so he does.
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