We looted the bakery this morning.

It's so expensive, though But this bakery is the best

Get it from the bakery.

This bakery where we dive pies.

I went to the local baker and took their stale bread.

The bakery girl could see us if she came outside.

During the Paris Commune uprising of 1871 the bakery was burnt down.

The first thing I did was to rent a house, go to the baker's, buy some bread, and start asking questions.

You think I don't know that little riot at the bakery

In case we can't talk in the bakery, here's what we'II do.

The first thing I did was to rent a house, go to the baker's, buy some bread, and start asking questions.

It didn't take long to see the pretty bakery girl liked me.

like a little French bakery.

The walls were blue, the windows were blue, the sidewalk out front was painted blue.

My father was a hardworking baker, but when he had finished work in the bakery, he often told me and my brother stories.

Having found Sylvie again, seeing the bakery girl would be a vice, an aberration.

I could have put Sylvie off a day and kept my date with my bakery girl.

Besides, buying my pastry had become a ritual between me and the girl at the bakery.

I would hurry to my bakery, taking more care each day with my entrances, my lingering, my bizarre conduct.

Yes, it was because I was thinking of Sylvie that I accepted the advances, which is what they were, of the bakery girl.

If you send him to the baker's to bring bread you're never sure he'll come back.

The bakery was completely wiped out, but the lessons for me were that accountability counts got to build things with people on the ground, using business models where, as Steven Levitt would say, the incentives matter.

And yet this revenge seemed unworthy of me, and I ended up taking out my irritation on the bakery girl.

My father was a hardworking baker, but when he had finished work in the bakery, he often told me and my brother stories.

Yesterday, my father went to bakery from 5 AM he waited 5 hours even to get one bundle of bread.

The bakery was completely wiped out, but the lessons for me were that accountability counts got to build things with people on the ground, using business models where, as Steven Levitt would say, the incentives matter.

I also found out that the bakery was nothing like a business, that, in fact, it was a classic charity run by a well intentioned person, who essentially spent 600 dollars a month to keep these 20 women busy making little crafts and baked goods, and living on 50 cents a day, still in poverty.

In fact, I don't get electricity in order to hear your point of view . I spend most of my day outside of my house, either waiting for transportation, or in a battle for fuel (at gas stations), or in a morning debate at the bakery.

I also found out that the bakery was nothing like a business, that, in fact, it was a classic charity run by a well intentioned person, who essentially spent 600 dollars a month to keep these 20 women busy making little crafts and baked goods, and living on 50 cents a day, still in poverty.