We must not forget that final week’s killed and wounded were exerting simple freedoms others,filled with disfavor, would seize away from usLast Friday evening at around 9pm, and my boyfriend and I were in the 11th arrondissement in Paris looking for somewhere to enjoy dinner. We had left our Airbnb apartment near the Canal St Martin and were just around the corner from rue Bichat,heading past Oberkampf and the Bataclan towards the place des Vosges.
The mood in the area was that of a typical Friday night restaurants and terraces were bustling with diners and drinkers, many of them young and cool, or with the whole night and their whole lives ahead of them.
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Source: theguardian.com