Montreal: da irish pub spirit

Andrew, Lorraine, Tania and Erin. And also, Sabina's yellow pull-over, as well as Chris' drink and hand. And enough linkage to nose-bleed for the month. >_> C'est ça qui est ça. S' birthday party. At Chinese restaurant Ming Do where she got there the earliest, and then Irish-pubbing at Hurley's on Crescent.

I went on to have a few more beers at May's who was ending her lease, and slept over at Fred and Moyogo where I still had the energy to trade my Corto Maltese for a very Valerian-like bédé called Lanfeust (two series: "de Troy" et "des Étoiles").