Before he left for work, Yann scolded me for not having practised my French at all, except for that one time in Madrid when I booked a room through a French proprietress.
Yann, on the other hand, rapidly incorporates new words into his everyday vocabulary. Within an hour of my arrival he had already used three kitsch colloquialisms imparted by Adrian and myself a month ago. He puts me to shame.
Text book examples of the three words might look like this:
Those who bushwalk in Norway are seldom snappy dressers.
This cheese is especially stinky.
That guy on the beach in Barcelona was creepy.
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