Custom Story August 7

1- It was a lovely evening and I had worked hard all day and left the flat where we lived over the sawmill at 113 Rue Notre-Dame-Des-Champs, and walked out through the courtyard with the stacked lumber, closed the door, crossed the street, and went into the back door of the bakery that fronted on the Boulevard Montparnasse and out through the good bread smells of the ovens and the shop to the street. 2- They say the seeds of what we will do are in all of us, but it always seemed to me that in those who make jokes in life the seeds are covered with better soil and with a higher grade of manure. 3- This is where I learned that life should be taken seriously, but it is always good to have a little fun and to not stress yourself out. You are here for a good time, not a long time.

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