I took my time machine back to 1843 and the town of Seine-Maritime, France to visit my buddy, the author, Alexandre Dumas.
We shared a pot of coffee at the Boutique Nespresso Rouen. Alexandre was fretting over his latest novel, tentatively titled, Les Quinze Mille Mousquetaires (The 15,000 Musketeers.)
I flipped through the manuscript and casually suggested, “Trois.”
Alexandre nodded and sighed with relief, and began scratching out the superfluous names with his quill.
Luckily he carried a 5-gallon inkwell with him wherever he went.
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