My life in Paris: Making Friends in Bathrooms | EUROtoday

When She was new to Paris, theadora headed to the Bathroom to make new friends. “Let me Tell You have True Story,” Edith Says. I’m sitting on the sting of her tub with a pocket book on my knees and he or she’s standing by the sink, waving her cigarette about as she conjures up the scene. “This was in 1879, and down in Pigalle, the Rat Mort Café was leaping. A well-died man walked in and ordered a drink …

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My Life in Paris: Making Friends in Bathrooms