Al Capone and the French Girl (5)
3 août 2015
May 31. My first month in Chicago was drawing to a close, and I had celebrated it at the Green Mill. And like any self-respecting French woman, I was now wrapping up my evening with a glass of wine in my hand, in one of the deck chairs on my apartment balcony, a shawl around … Lire la suite Al Capone and the French Girl (5)