Almost Switzerland...

‘Perhaps tomorrow we should go to Switzerland,’ Jane said, at about ten o’clock one random evening. At first, my equally skeptical friend Jacob and I both assumed she was kidding. When it was clear she wasn’t, we shrugged our shoulders and said, pourquoi pas ?. So the next day we found ourselves on the way to the Swiss border.
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Shannon's crash landing

Is it two kisses or four? Starting on the left cheek or the right? Is there any way to read the body language so as to give me a heads up? My conclusion on this is that it is an intrinsically Gallic quality, one that I can neither learn nor acquire. I resort, instead, to making a list in a notebook...
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