.....found a great little pub tonight in the Latin Quarter. ' La Pinte ' serves Belgian Beer fresh from taps held aloft by what appears to be male urinals......ah, those wacky French publican's.
The story must be told that Airo endugled in Blanche, while her sis also enjoyed the delights if 'witbier'. I, on the other hand, was tempted by the Delirium Tremens. Hangover acquired......good night, bonsoir
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