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and he went out to eat in a café called Le Croissant,
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which is still there, it's not called Le Croissant anymore,
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and he was having a meal and about to go back to his newspaper offices
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right near there-- it's near the Boulevard Montmartre,
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where a lot of the newspaper offices still are--and a right-wing nut put
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a pistol through from outside, through the curtain into the
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restaurant, and blew him away.
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There was this tremendous sort of turmoil in the street,
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and people who remembered it, including the writer Roger Martin du Gard,
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remembered this sort of swell of chaos
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but also of apprehension.
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In a sense it's easy to read this backwards, nostalgia,