Via Lemovicensis: Resolution, Fury, and the Poetry of God
The only other pilgrim at the chambres d’hôte I stayed last night was Laurent, who began from his home near Paris back in March. I first met him on the day I walked into Périgueux. He’s doing a long day today – at least 36 km – so I doubt I will see him again, unless we overlap at Saint-Jean, […]
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