I’m sitting in the bar car of a French train heading south from Paris. The French countryside is flying by. This is a high speed train, the kind we don’t have in the US.
There are two businessmen on the stools next to me. One is drinking Coke and eating M&Ms. I laughed when I saw that and remarked to him in my basic French how funny it was that he was e…
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