The cashier was carrying the unconscious English girl out of the supermarket. I could relate to that because I too nearly fainted when I first saw what looked like a goddess operating the checkout a few minutes before.
We’d walked from the mountains to the fleshpots of one of the small coastal villages, now a tourist hotspot. There are fewer things finer than a gravity assisted walk and the long descent through the small villages was fascinating. Cyclists say that you see more on a bike than ...
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