It was the 25th of June to the prime minister's office, eight days before he handed the keys to the mansion of the 57, rue de Varenne (Paris 7th). Édouard Philippe, who ignoring what sauce it will be chewed, offers the round-the-owner – of the tenant, should we say – his guest of the day. Here his office on the first floor, with his sabre for an artillery officer ; his apple "slap" glitch " in the park, planted in a nod to Jacques Chirac ; the pavilion of music at the bottom of the garden, where he both laughed and hatched by blows policies. The court finally, if windy full North, where, it is not yet known, it is iron...
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