As I walked through Vieux Lyon on my last day in Lyon, I saw ce petit garçon avec une baguette (little boy with a baguette). His 
mother was sitting in the cafe just behind the planters. She kept an eye on him while chatting with a friend. Periodically she tried to bring him over closer next to her. These attempts at maternal bonding resulted in immediate loud violent tantrums. To avoid a scene, she settled for letting him sit on the edge of the street next to the cafe. While his mother was watching him, I don't think she was aware of the toppings he chose for his baguette.
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