Posted on Jan 9, 2020

Crossman Communications

I stepped into the boulangerie and breathed deeply. The smell of fresh baked bread and other goodies coexisted nicely with my growing hunger and I was eager to sink my teeth into an honest-to-goodness French croissant. I was in Chartres, France. Read more:

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