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06.10.00: Place de l'École Militaire / avenue de Tourville We won't talk about the week without a wallet into which this stop at a café not far from home fell. Fortunately, I was able to pick up my sunglasses on this sunny afternoon, a few days after getting the prescription filled for the regular glasses, which had made the view out the window of my room particularly crisp. The dude at the optician seemed particularly keen to set me up with my new shades when I crossed him on the street. And so I walked up toward Invalides, ostensibly to scour the pavement outside the American Library for traces of my wallet (as I would find out the next week, someone in the school on the other side of the street had already done this, found it intact, found my brand-new phone number, caught me while I was home voicemail. still not working and invited to pick it up serendipity defined), picked this populated terrace, and basked.
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