Montreal Cafe
Montreal Café Sitting in the middle of a tufted velvet green couch is a man with salt and pepper hair. He sits beside a middle aged woman. She has a look I am usually drawn to; a long face and toothy with eyes closely set. She wears a turtleneck, her long wavy hair sits on her shoulders. And in the way that Montreal women seem to pull off, her look is funky-disheveled rather than bedraggled. Winter paraphernalia surrounds them on the couch. He is looking at her intently over