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22.09.01: Plein Soleil, avenue Parmentier / avenue de la République I'd have to consider this, at least in retrospect, one of the first times I felt like I was really doing as the Romans do -- meeting a friend at a café, talking pretentiously about philosophy, religion, and politics for a couple of hours, then continuing the discussion over dinner at a tiny but terrific restaurant (Chez Georges -- generic only in name) just off the main drag. Nicolas was certainly an interesting guy, one of those types I could really go town with on the slightly whacked linguistics that I seem to reserve for non-linguists.
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