March has gone. Memories from a basement.

Welcome April. March has gone. So many memories. But in case you forgot we still have a monthly selection of Sabine Dundure‘s pictures, so that when you’ll be old enough you can show your grandchildren how it was in Paris, on Monday nights downstairs au Chat Noir.

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