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22.03.01: Le Fenelon, Place St. Michel / rue de l'Hirondelle
Place St. Michel is a hub for all sorts of things, most of them verging on the annyoing. But it's got a bevvy of cafés, and a couple are just inconspicuous enough to make them worth a late-afternoon stop, on the way to All About Eve at Action Christine. Strangely enough, this os the one place where I pooped in to experience some of the World Cup fever that, um, didn't wind up lasting quite as long as the French had hoped (I missed out on the public weeping in front of the Hôtel de Ville).

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