Yes, this was the day the wallets were stollen (my memory is a little blurry about that day now), but I'm not going to get into that. I'd like not to remember it except for a particlar French policeman who patiently filled-out the police report on my behalf, asked me questions about the incident and gave me some chocolat to make me feel better. It helped that he was cute and didn't laugh at my half-past-six French.
The best part of this day was the morning. When I visited A l'Etoile d'Or for the first time.
The best part of this day was the morning. When I visited A l'Etoile d'Or for the first time.
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| Rue Pierre Fontaine |
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| Moulin Rouge |
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| At A l'Etoile d'Or with Denise Acabo |
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