we We were just about finished our "grachten" tour when someone called to us from the side. He had a drink in a cafe right on the side of the "gracht" His money for paying the bill was laying on the table. however a puff of wind came along and the next thing he knew his money was not on the table anymore, but in the "gracht" He asked if we could retrieve it, and give it to the waiter who reached out of the window to take it from Joanne.
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