
“It’s funny, I was a huge meathead. I lived abroad a lot and when I left France, I took whole suitcases of sausages. » In the pink premises of La Vie, in the heart of the 15th arrondissement of Paris, Nicolas Schweitzer smiles and speaks informally from the outset.
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