Just have such a timeless feeling, don’t you think? I just want to go here with a book and a cigarette (yes, I know they are bad for you, but I cannot help wanting one in Paris) and hang out for the afternoon. So blissful. Toss in an US Weekly (that I’d hide in a paper bag, I think – not that I’m embarrassed to read it, generally, I just don’t think it’s quite the look I’d be going for in this cafe) and you have a perfect afternoon.