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[♫]Claude honestly didn’t see why one wouldn’t engage a tour guide when visiting a foreign nation, but that was none of his concern; anyway, he didn’t mind being of assistance. “Of course, mademoiselle. You are in Cannes, France — and in not a very touristy place. Most people would be at the beaches.”
"Right. 'Course I'd be in . . . France."
If she could read into his thoughts, Clara wouldn't blame him, really. God knows she could use a few adventures with a tour guide who wasn't an overly hyperactive alien with minute atten- tion span. Who, by the way, has gone off on a little solo adven- ture of his own. He'd be back, she doesn't doubt it but hone- stly, she's got no clue of what to do in France.
"Guess I'm not your typical tourist, then. And I nev- er was one for beaches. Don't suppose you'd like to point me to the nearest bakery?"













