The Jazz That Shan’t Fester

It’s one for the cats, this one.

It’s time you make your acquaintance with this club, kids, because the Jazz festival is leaving in about a week and we know.

Yes, we know.

The cravings are a bitch.

But bettering yourself is for chumps. There’s a supply you can source until you’re dead.

The Paris Cat Jazz Club is the onion in the slightly overcooked melange of hosts to the jazz festival.

It’ll still be imperative when the Festival has left. And far more tasty when it’s not so under-appreciated.

So taste it now, but experience it alone in a week or so.

It shines in a gentle flame.

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