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The true horror stories in modern Paris part 68

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Miss Harmonie will be categorized into predator as she bulldozes her way.  She applied the similar attitude with her own chef and the good one quitted.  She was not attracting clients fast enough during the regular dining hours that Mme. Harmonie opted to extend it to midnight.   For this she should have applied for a Service Continu license that allows long hours.   It would cost her money and never the one to play by book, Mme. Harmonie avoided the problem by announcing the new late opening hours on the social media site only.   Decent restaurants would be upfront about it on their menu on their windows, but not Mme. Harmonie.    Now, it is universally acquiesced that food is mediocre at the long hour bar-restaurants.   People may have thought that the restaurant from Hell had to open late because they could not attract serious diners who would sit down for three courses meals during the regular hours.   Mme. Harmonie used her media connection and obtained many good reviews, but it

The true horror stories in modern Paris part 67

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I started looking for a new apartment, but suddenly Mme. Landlord sold the apartment I was living to one Italian couple.  They were seeking investment properties and it suited them that a tenant (me)  was already there.   I had had enough of the restaurant from Hell, but one decisive factor was that I would not need to report the change of address to the French Government.  In order to extend my visa, continuity was considered important.  Besides I had already invested in insulation materials, I might as well stay.   I could not update my blog last week because of the pain in my wrist.  It is healing slowly, but the pain returns whenever I stress it.  But my mind was busy analyzing each harmonious character in my true horror stories in this modern Paris.  Let me start with Mme. Landlord, the ruthless whipper of the weak while pretending to be their saviour.  How does such a personality develop? The clue may be in the fact that she was not a born Parisian.  Every city has a hierar