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Enzo, Passed Out At The Local Pub

Enzo, Passed Out At The Local Pub

There’s a pub in our neighborhood that we’ve chosen as our go-to place for an occasional beer and cigar. An English guy who moved to Paris about 20 years ago runs it. It’s a friendly and comfortable place, and a total party when there’s a football game (soccer to us Americans).

Enzo likes to check out the local dogs. Some he wants to meet (you know, in that canine sort of way), while others get Le Snub.

On this day, Enzo was flat-out tired. So while we had our drinks, Enzo just did his best to get comfortable.