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BISTROT TADABOUM
Once upon a time there were woven armchairs that were lonely and sad, coffee cooling on the table, under a cold and rainy day, but suddenly the clouds disappeared, light flooded the streets, and the terraces were dressed in their best outfits.
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Children asking for French fries, animals coming out of their burrows, warm coffees waking up the big ones, and little ones refreshing themselves with a lemonade.
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We go to bed late, we let time flow, we watch people pass by, there are gossips on the right, laughs on the left.
The city is on holidays with a festive air, but that's enough for today.
Garçon, the bill! See you tomorrow and good night, Cher bistro 😊