THERE IS NO 'WOKE'
or How To Be Conned By People Who Just Want A Sweet Pension
The hotel saw a lot of visitors from Quebec and France.
The front doors of the small boutique hotel would open slightly at the end of the hall and a person would stick their head through and say, “Hello. Est-ce que tu parles français?”
I would straighten my posture from behind the front desk and confidently reply, “Oui! Une petite pluie!”
