After eating at Les Crocs de l'ogre (which was great), I took a pretty violent spill on a Velib' bike. I tried to jump the curb and thanks to bad timing, flipped right over the front and smashed my face on the curb. It hurt. Had a purple eye
Here's the interior of Les Crocs de l'ogre and its location
This picture is a little tribute to my former watch. It's been in both bike incidents and obviously protected my wrist twice. This second time was a little too much for it. I was a little sad to see it go, but it was my fault. And by the way, the Roman numeral "IIII" exists - and you can usually find it in timepieces.
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