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  Paris trip, 2005
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So Lara and I were hot and tired after tromping through the Louvre, then up the better part of Champs Elysees. We stepped into a cafe to cool off and have a beer. The waiter asked us if we wanted small, medium or large. We looked at each other and shrugged. We were thirsty. We wanted the big beers. The waiter looked incredulous. "Big beers?" in French flavored English. "Yes, big beers," we told him. When he brought two of these to our table, all three of us burst out laughing. But we finished the big beers, dammit. Then we waddled off to the Arc de Triomphe.
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