After having spent a lot of week-ends out of Paris I realize that being here is not that bad after all. This town still has a lot to offer.

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Thank you all.

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In the express there’s a nice lady putting the light on for the ones who read.
When they go out, the goal is to get back (or not) drunk.
They have apero like us. The slight difference is that food is replaced by J&B.
When drunk they yell at policemen.
Policemen are amazingly calm. I guess they have no […]

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Waking up, Eating, Dressing up, Running, Working, Meeting, Talking, Drinking, Laughing, Skating, Changing, Playing, Relaxing, Stopping, Thinking, Leaving, Sleeping.
And all that again.
In different orders.

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*Beat Your Crew
I was on my way back from a nice and quiet week-end on the countryside when my phone rang.
- Where you at?
- In the train, on my way back.
- Hey! Come to the Bataclan!
- Huh? No way!
- Joe Claussel and Jeff Mills are mixing…
- … I’m in.
This is how I ended at 8pm […]

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French pun for once. I couldn’t (didn’t want to?) find anything better for this album.
This was halloween at La Java: 3 glasses of apple juice.

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