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15.07.01: Le St. Tropez, rue Monge / rue St. Victor Amazing what having your parents around can get you to do. The trip south to Languedoc and Provence had been fine, all things considered, but now they had installed themselves for another week chez moi. I had left my bike at the shop - again - to see if something couldn't else couldn't be done about the incredible derailing chain, and so after picking it up en route to Beaubourg for another couple of pages of translating, I stopped for a parent-less coffee at this particularly blue joint in the 5e, prominently perched on a corner of sorts.
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