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Mid-September:

Literary Correspondents Izzy and Gareth stumble upon an unseasonable comrade!

The Watchdogs

June 18:

Alexia was rad enough to take me to the center of Athens, the last place I'd have expected to find a semi-abandoned (honestly, why would you leave them on the STREET after parking your motorbike?) pair of BGs. The TRUE last ones of the season? Wait and see...

The Harbinger of Construction

Late April:

Most likely the last one of the season, waiting in vain for a pal at the typical black glove hangout (the sidewalk leading to the SportsPark.)

Farewell until next year?

The Ghost of Oscar Wilde

Thursday, April 9, outside the Père Lachaise Metro station. Chain of events:

1. Daniel and I emerge from underground and head for an ATM across the street.
2. He hops across a short fence separating the sidewalk and street. I try, fail, trip, bang my left knee, and stagger around screeching "OW!" to the joy of onlookers.
3. My eyes rest upon this beast.
4. We reach the ATM, only to find that both my American and English banks have blocked my debit cards thinking that I am actually an identity thief who has run off to France.
EDIT: my debit card had actually been temporarily drained of approximately £918 due to me not reading the fine print on the VELIB system. THRILLS.

The Covent Garden Street Performer

Not.

(Early April.)

The Snow Leopard

April:

Viennese Correspondent Copenhaver informs HQ that "it happens in Dresden, too!"

The Pin-Up

Somewhere near the beginning of April:

In Grantham with Dani, Becky, and two of the delightful Howell sisters.

The Slick Rick

Same day still, Oslo:

At Kringsjå, Megan's tram stop.

The Wee Ones

Same day in Oslo:

This is so heartrending! Two tiny black mittens (I had to make an exception) on the sidewalk on the way to Vigeland Park.

The Sludge Dweller

Late March: Oslo again.

YEEHAW!

(It took about four tries to adequately convey Megan's enthusiasm.)