Okay, all cheesy Amelie references aside and despite the fact that my sister and G. shake their heads when I mention Monmartre, I was really happy when another friend G. took me to a neighborhood bar in Monmartre. It was sweet and friendly and we sat outside and chatted with people at neighboring taables and drank red wine with bread and cheese because we were “obligated” said G. I hope to return.
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