Early on Sunday morning while most people were still in bed we came to Main Street at the junction where there was a cobbled street which would go under a tunnel under a railway bridge all the way to the Forks. We left our car in a parking lot, and walked all the way back to the entrance to the tunnel where I started to paint Hotel Fort Garry drenched in the morning sunlight. It was quite cold and my hands started to feel numb half an hour into painting.
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