place d'italie, paris 13e.
old friends, new friends, low light, and good food (at an appropriately late hour).
(the last picture is actually of the restaurant across the street. pay no attention to this place.)
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"By rose, by satiny bosom, by the fondling hand, by slops, by empties, by popped corks, greeting in going, past eyes and maidenhair, bronze and faint gold in deepseashadow, went Bloom, soft Bloom, I feel so lonely Bloom."
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