About 30 years ago I lived and worked in the heart of Paris for a number of years. Every year I go to Paris for a few days to see my friends from the past. This was also the case last week. We had a delicious meal at Bofinger and talked about the nightlife at that time, especially that one bar in Le Marais. But no matter how hard we tried, we couldn’t think of the name.
The next morning I suddenly remembered the name of the bar: Amnesia.
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