There were 5, huddled about a small rectangular table. All had a glass, but there was a dead silence, every one with his telephone in both hands, thumbs fluffing their screens. This is why I noticed; the screens were very bright. I think they must have had a driver. I couldn't guess why he stopped.
Happy holidays, Laurent. I hope you have a merry little Christmas with your loved ones. :)
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ReplyDeleteMerry and Happy.
You're coming, then, Franck! Fabulous news; how many will you be? :)
ReplyDeleteBut migawd, JtB, why do they bother to go out, much less in numbers?
ReplyDeleteMerry and tarte tatin!
Wish I were there!!! Honestly. Hope you have a great time...
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