Bone engineer on a bridge (Belle)

It was quite an arrival as a huge chauffeur driven car took us through the hotel lobby and directly to the check-in desk. My father was impressed.

Later I met my youngest cousin P on a bridge. He told me he was learning to be a ‘bone engineer’ in Mexico.

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