Saturday morning, we start out, drink coffee or chocolate, we read the newspaper or for hours because there with his buddies.
But unlike in France, no tables round or square here, or rarely, it is preferred to the bench or chairs lined up facing the street, because ultimately why go to the cafe except to enjoy the spectacle of street?
I parked the car next (I love making short journeys by car, just for the fun of going out, I love my car) and I had a cappuccino with a panino vegetables.
A girl left her bicycle in front of the cafe with her bag down, she came and stayed half an hour, without even worrying about the bag ... It reminds me
Geneva, where I often left my car (not that one, the Triumph) open with the keys on it ...
Some cities inspire confidence, some people are hopelessly distracted.
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