Who knew? Watching a mountain stage of the Tour de France is a journey of community, of gifts, of absurdities, of joyous joy – .

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Who knew? Watching a mountain stage of the Tour de France is a journey of community, of gifts, of absurdities, of joyous joy – .


Do you know that joy you get, that unfettered delight, when you walk into a Tesco Express at night, tired and tired and hungry for a day with no food, and find the whoopsie aisle offering a sandwich, pie, a wrap, a meal offer at 80 percent of its original price?

The feeling of closing a deal, as if somehow you deserve it, you deserve it. It is a glorious emotion of pure happiness. Something so simple, so minor, so insignificant, but at the same time so important.

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