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06.04.02: Le Petit Trou de Bretagne, rue de Bretagne Two straight days at the BN - these microfilms might actually be telling me something. Sure, what they're saying is that these two largest specimens of Portuguese written in Hebrew script are about to begin sucking the linguistic life out of me. I've got a reprieve for the moment, though, since my parents have just left town, and the saga of Jaime is still a week away. So I pause to gather my thoughts at the small sun-drenched terrasse of this (pardon the pun) little hole on the Rue de Bretagne on the ride home from the BN, a fine place with an oddly youthful Saturday crowd.
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