It seems now like a lifetime ago since Lynn and I were in Paris . . . I miss the streetlife . . .not streetlife like you would know it but probably closer to sitting at the Cafe de Flore watching the world go by . . . Forever an institution, even more now an institution what with Montana next door. It is the perfect little corner . . . always has been and hopefully always will be especially on balmy summer evenings. Then again for me, any excuse for a reunion with Cleo, my own little Miss Sunshine.
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