Monday, August 07, 2006
Saint John, New Brunswick
"Excuse me, sir. When is the next ferry?
"We are stuck in Saint John. I need to get out of here. Soon.
"My girlfriend, she don't like the smell of the sea.
"Please don't stare at her. She is very shy.
"Sir, please. Don't stare.
"You're scaring me sir.
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