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SeillansWe next wound ourway down to Seillans. Seillans was the typical Provencal town. From the outskirts the narrow streets wound thier way up to the center at the top of a hill, where a church provided a focal point. The streets were narrow and cobbled, yet the talented French drivers could manuever their tiny cars into the smallest of passages. We locked the bike in a courtyard and proceeed to go through a roll of film. We found a couple of restaurants, but it was still early and they all seemed to be closed. We eventually found a cafe for a mid-morning cappucino.
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