The restaurant section is closed for August, and there are only two tables available, situated next to the bar. It's the only place in this whole area open at all. I'm south of Paris, actually, in the suburb of Malakoff. A nice place, lots of trees and parks, but a ghost town in August when it comes to places to get a coffee. It is hot today, so I followed up my coffee and water with a bottle of Coke. The coffee came with sugar cubes, by the way.
When I first got here it seemed a fight was about to break out between one of the customers and a man who kept passing by on the sidewalk. I'm not sure what the problem was, but apparently something had happened between the two before I arrived.
The lights are all off, and sunlight is streaming in the front of the place. Right now there's not anyone here. I don't know where the owner went. Oh, the only other customer came back after going to his car for a minute.
French songs are playing on the radio. The owner just came back. My table is a four-seater, lots of room. My Coke came with a glass that says "Soles, Tonic à la Gentaine, Distillerie de la Salers." The small print says "sirop." Probably when I leave, the place will close for the day. It is, after all, a quiet neghborhood, Saturday, August, France. I think I was lucky it was open today at all.
NOTE: As soon as I left, the owner closed the place up.
Metro: Malakoff - Plateau de Vanves
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