A trip of firsts.
My family and I took Charlie back to Ottawa a trip of 545 km, a first.
Charlie lives on the eleventh floor. An elevator ride took place, a first.
Then I was able to see his apartment and smell everything in it, a first.
Then I was temporarily transfixed by a mysterious object on Charlie's coffee table.
Charlie gives me a much needed drink of pure Ottawa tap water. Another first.
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