Yesterday I met a bartender who, was from Canada but of the conversation, I would not go back for the bar, even if the beer flowed for free. In attempt I made some talk, over the Canadianism which, I learned on the, forum including the, rate of exchange and of home sickness over, missing poutine. It was only after, 10 minutes did I understand that, she thought I was speaking, of Putin (from the Kremlin). It is not embarrassment so much, that I will not return but, more that empty feeling that comes, with negative chemistry between, the drinker and , bartender . I found it a singular sadness even more, bitter than , Fernet .
I met, a Canadian immigrant
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