The little spring
Back to the terrace of the three amigos on St-Denis. Fortunately
.
I went in front yesterday afternoon.
By chance.
Got caught her salivate (read: almost drooling on the curb) in remembering their famous Margarita.
inadvertently.
Sweet and Salty This refreshing nectar that draws the summer, but most of all the friends with whom I've been. All jasette that emerged in this cramped terrace (it is still poorly amanchée) or the neighbor's nose in your glass.
In solidarity.
But never mind, will do it again before I leave. By
gluttony. Little
air spring when you hold us ...
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