I could hear raised voices before I got out of the car.

I entered the shop, and could see Marie-Louise perched on a high bar stool in full flow, waving her finger at Patrice.

Partice was talking at the same time and was pointing at some small text in a very official looking booklet.

“It is the law.” Patrice said finally, and left.


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