Cafe Bonne Biere
“Avez-vous fini Madame?” I asked her, again. This was her third café latte in two hours. I knew not who she was waiting for, but
April 8, 2016
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“Avez-vous fini Madame?” I asked her, again. This was her third café latte in two hours. I knew not who she was waiting for, but
On one corner of the innocuous stand sits a smiling toy clown on a tiny unicycle- a gift I received from my Aunt Helen. The