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Tuesday, April 22, 2008

Les Produits du Mer

Every time I drive past this sign where West End meets Reynolda, I wonder about it. I really want to walk down that drive and see what's there, but with my luck, it's some incredibly private institution with insider lingo and protocol, and I'll trip on my way in, and sort of fall into the room*, and everyone will stop what they are doing to stare at me**.

*which would not be without precedent
** also not without precedent
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