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[...] I'd run around with a lot of women when I was younger, before and after my divorce, and I'd worked in Paris bars a week at a time. I'd even done a season at a vacation club in Agadir because of a love affair that hadn't worked out, a woman from Bois-Colombes. I wanted to marry her. [...]

After all these years as a barman, everyone I know's in my own line of work. My friend Roger, my friend Pierrot, and then the others. They come and go, for the most part. Let the world turn around us, beyond our spotless bars, in the end every day will be carefully wiped away to make room for the n…