Post by account_disabled on Mar 6, 2024 5:34:19 GMT
From the 60s, still a child, with my parents, I used to go into that small pastry shop on Barricadave street, as if amazed and amazed. Of course you couldn't go there every day because it was a great luxury. A kind of walk leaving Skenderbej square towards the hospital, a few meters further on the former Flora bookstore, exactly where the palace of writers of socialist realization was later built, was a bonbonerie bar in a few square meters where you entered through a door small that led to the road of Barricades.
Next to a watchmaker, then Cambodia Telegram Number Data the famous bar "Te Tymi" as well as other small shops that came from Tirana in the 40s. Read also: Fagu: Vllaznia did not dominate the game, we suffered from individual mistakes The first parts/ Vllaznia dominates Tirana, Teuta has a double advantage over Erzen Feim was called the master of bonbons. A short, hairless man, with red, round, slightly puffy cheeks, with movable, black eyes like those of a Jew. He served there with his two sons who looked like twins.
Both were short as if they were of their father's stature, round-headed, hairless, with red, somewhat round cheeks, and movable black eyes, as if they were Jews. Tre feima! The door of the patisserie was open winter and summer. It was covered with a curtain formed by entire vertical rows filled with small colorful plastic balls. It was a pleasure in itself when you opened the curtain by hand, dividing the rows with plastic balls and others falling on your face and hair as if caressing. It was like going to the theater or the opera! They wait with the elegant courtesy of people who are there to serve customers.
Next to a watchmaker, then Cambodia Telegram Number Data the famous bar "Te Tymi" as well as other small shops that came from Tirana in the 40s. Read also: Fagu: Vllaznia did not dominate the game, we suffered from individual mistakes The first parts/ Vllaznia dominates Tirana, Teuta has a double advantage over Erzen Feim was called the master of bonbons. A short, hairless man, with red, round, slightly puffy cheeks, with movable, black eyes like those of a Jew. He served there with his two sons who looked like twins.
Both were short as if they were of their father's stature, round-headed, hairless, with red, somewhat round cheeks, and movable black eyes, as if they were Jews. Tre feima! The door of the patisserie was open winter and summer. It was covered with a curtain formed by entire vertical rows filled with small colorful plastic balls. It was a pleasure in itself when you opened the curtain by hand, dividing the rows with plastic balls and others falling on your face and hair as if caressing. It was like going to the theater or the opera! They wait with the elegant courtesy of people who are there to serve customers.