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« Ask Blake, it's in this bar on the corner of Rue de Seine that we drink the best coffee in Saint-Germain. A good coffee, Blake means a really good, is a miracle born of the intimate collaboration of an excellent grain, here a freshly roasted Nicaragua, with fine grinding, filtered and softened water and a percolator, in this case a Cimbali, cleaned every day. »
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Hervé Le Tellier
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« For an arrow to reach the target, it must have missed everything beforehand. »
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Hervé Le Tellier
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« The ficus is thirsty. Its brown leaves curl in their dryness, branches are already dead, it embodies in its plastic pot the very desolation, if the verb embody suitable for a green plant. »
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Hervé Le Tellier
The anomaly |
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Hervé Le Tellier
The anomaly
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