Florence lives in Montreal, but spends the summer in Tadoussac. In your home, facing the St. Laurent River, she separated a small study for their chocolates. A gateway with a white whale says "ouvert". You descend three steps and feel the smell of cocoa. She explains what is manufacturing its own and what are products purchased on behalf of tourists. Buy a bar of dark chocolate and a box of assorted chocolates. We talked about. The time passes more slowly. She asks me if I accept a port. I don't like porto, accepted. And she comes back with the liquor in a shot of chocolate made by herself. We say goodbye and go back to the residence. Time passes slowly. Fortunately.
The Glassco Translation Residency: Day # 4
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