rue de la Poste
Jean wanted to meet at a cafe so we could continue to bicker. Which we did on the sidwalk at this Jamaican themed place in the center of town. I noted that the passersby were of a completely different variety than I was used to seeing. Jean explained that we were in a "bourgeois" section of town. The kind of, sort of bourgeois Leena arrived and joined us. She had a noisette, Jean a demi, and I ordered a citron a l'eau.
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