It always seems to happen. Whenever I go into a store in this city for the first time, I can always be sure to see one particular person. Last night, being in the Pointe, I dropped into the local IGA to pick up some
cat food. I've never been to this grocery store and never thought I would, since the owner also had another IGA in St-Henri and it was never a pleasant shopping experience. Anyhow, walk in, stroll the aisles and standing there is Ed Fuller, star of
Fringe Festivals Past. Hadn't seen him in two years, the last time being in an Internet café--now defunct--the day he was leaving for Chile.
Now, Ed being Ed, he didn't really have any plans for South America, didn't speak a word of Spanish or anything; he had simply scored some cheap tickets. I swear, one of these days, I'm going to walk into some illicit "massage" parlour, and he'll probably be manning the desk.
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