That took me back - I did A level French and suffered greatly from years of having to read Jean-Paul Sartre's novels. I think he practically invented the angst part, let alone the existentialist movement.
www.iep.utm.edu/sartre-ex/
Reading this sort of stuff is bad enough in English, doing it in French was the best soporific ever.
Soops kitchen, a place of reflection, refuge and at times revelry.
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