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Bound by Law (Matt Murdock x Reader)

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AN: pardon me for this chapter but... Yeah.

/slight smut/ minors dni!

40. running away is all I know

"Isn't it a bit too loud?" You shout to Pug, whose hand has been steadily keeping a hold of your wrist and pulling you forward through the sweaty crowd.

"What?!" Pug turns to briefly look at you, but then continues his journey towards the bar.

"Exactly!" You shout back, trying to not lose your purse and your friend by tightly gripping Pug's jacket with your other hand. You got out of your 5-hour flight just before noon, and now Pug was dragging you out for drinks, hoping that it would lessen your guilt and heartache over a certain someone.

"Oh, I see it!" He says excitedly, and finally you spot the bar, full of people lingering near the counter and others sitting on the high stools. The whole place reeks off rich people with big egos and you're a bit surprised that it changed so much since you left Los Angeles.

"Pug, it's full." You gently pull on his sleeve, but he still drags you near the left side of the bar, where a couple of guys were having a heated conversation, something about business and stocks from what you've managed to overhear in such a short time. Pug gestures something to the bartender and in a minute the guys are leaving their seats, grumbling something about rude service.

"After you, madam." He shows you the stool and helps you to sit down first, before getting comfortable on his stool beside you.

"You call me madam again, and I'm taking the next plane to NY." You send a threatening glare and Pug puts his hands up in defense.

"Okay, okay." He sighs then calls for a bartender. "'Sup Johnathan?"

"Pug, my man, how's it going? Haven't seen you here for a while." They shake hands like old pals and you can't wipe the confusion off of your face.

"I've been busy lately, but hey, I brought this beautiful lady today, it's been what..? a year since she last was here." Pug announces, suddenly making you feel old.

"Oh, nice to meet you, Miss...?" He extends his hand over the counter, waiting for your response.

"Y/n." You shake his hand and you're pretty sure that it smells like all the alcohol in this bar mixed together.

"Johnathan. You said you were here a year ago?" He smiles, the light of the bar illuminating his short, spiky hair.

"Yeah, and I honestly don't remember you." You say, squinting your eyes slightly. "Maybe you would've been a good catch for the night." You watch his eyes widen but then a mischievous glint changes the confusion.

"What about tonight?" He leans closer, trying to keep the conversation on low volume, despite the whole club going feral.

"Oh, Johnny, her heart is in another city, not a chance." Pug nudges his arms and John retreats back a safe distance. You only smile and order Vodka Red Bull, while Pug sticks to his usual Martini.

"Starting off strong?"

"Yeah, trying to forget some stuff." You huff a laugh and Pug eyes you knowingly. After you spilled all your heart in his apartment and in the taxi on your way here, he wasn't about to complain about your road-to-a-heart-attack drink order, because he knew how much you needed to get properly wasted tonight.

***

After the gala, you woke up the next evening, head pounding and a lump hanging in your throat. Your mouth felt so dry that you actually had to peel your tongue off of the top of your mouth. The first thing you saw upon opening your eyes was Foggy sitting in a chair next to you; actually, sleeping heavily, and you almost wished that Matt was sitting next to him, but the second chair was empty. Finally spotting the flowers on the table, you moved in bed, waking up Foggy.

He was beyond worried, immediately thanking God that you've woken up, and running around the ward like a little worker ant.

"Foggy... Please, you're making my head spin." You said, feeling restricted by all the tubes and needles attached to your body, "Can you lift the bed?"

"I don't think you should sit up so soon."

"Since when you're a doctor?" You asked, already annoyed that he didn't hurry to fulfil your wish.

"Since I-" He stopped, thinking about Matt resting in his apartment, "Okay, whatever."

"Thank you." You said when he finally fixed the pillow and you felt your body relax. "How'd you find me?"

"How'd you get here? What the hell happened? I mean Claire told me why you're here but how the hell did you get poisoned?" Foggy started wawing his hands around in the air.

"Who's Claire?"

"Your nurse. She recognized you from your old bilboard and called HCB and then got sent to us."

"Oh." You fall silent, looking at your fingers resting in your lap. "I...was at Fisk's party."

"What? Why?" Foggy looks at you intently, and suddenly you feel like a child who is about to get a lecture from their parents about a broken thing.

"I had to, there was no other choice. He gave me no other choice." You furrow your eyebrows angrily.

"Who? Fisk? Did he threaten you?"

"It's a long story, Foggy, I don't think I'm ready to talk about it..." You sigh, softly smoothing the covers with your hand.

"I'm so tired of all the secrets." Foggy grumbles under his breath, sending a look at the flowers.

"What secrets?"

"Nothing, just forget about it."

Probably for the first time since you and Foggy met, you felt him acting cold towards something, which was very unlike him. "Can you pass me my phone? Before the nurses come and send me through millions of tests."

"Sure." He comes close and hands you the phone, still looking at the flowers. You're met with at least 50 messages and 20 calls from Pug, asking where are you. All from yesterday. "There's a note for you." Foggy fidgets next to you and takes out the note, "is it from him?"

You take the piece of paper and read the words: "i wish it could've been different", written in nice cursive, although it was painfully evident that a man wrote it.

"Is it from that Wesley guy?" Foggy asks again, this time more demanding.

"I think so. I think he brought me here." You scrunch your nose when the hospital smell finally reaches you. "Remember that woman in art gallery?" You ask, eyes wide and, if Foggy wasn't wrong, a little bit wild.

"The one with dark hair? Who was telling me about that ugly painting?"

"Yeah, Vanessa." You say, somehow feeling strength return to your body, "she's with Fisk. There were all kinds of dicks in that Gala, all the rich people of the city, I don't even know half of them, but they're pretty high in power, I think I saw someone from the Station. Foggy, he has everyone in his pocket, we can't do anything about it. We just can't expose him because he's already three steps ahead and has it all covered." You sigh with desperation and notice a familiar face peeking through the small window inside your ward. You knew that face, he was one of the security men in the party. Marco notices your wide eyes and quickly disappears just like he appeared.

Foggy continues pacing around, failing to notice the unfamiliar person, much to his luck. "This is bad, this is so bad." He mumbles again, rubbing his eyes.

"I'm getting out of here. Tonight. I can't stay here any longer." You begin pulling out the needles out of your arms, quickly alarming Foggy.

"Hey, hey, are you crazy?"

"It's crazy to stay here, when Fisk has this place fully packed with his men, I have no doubt about that." You catch his hand trying to stop you and sit on the edge of the bed. "Please, let's just get out of here and I leave you alone, I won't bother you tonight. In fact, I'm going to LA for the weekend."

"What? After Matt had... The incident?" Foggy asks, making your hurried actions come to a halt.

***

"Oh, my favorite type of clients." Johnathan smiles and disappears in the other side of the bar.

"So, I've been meaning to ask you..." Pug starts, spinning the toothpick with olives in his glass.

"Yeah?" You take a sip of your drink and the burning sensation in your throat makes you feel alive again.

"What are your plans after what happened?" He looks at you, unreadable expression on his face.

"Try to stay alive?" You joke, hoping to avoid any serious topics, especially when you came here to get loose.

Pug doesn't get to ask any more questions when suddenly your world becomes dark - big hands on your face cover your eyes and you almost jump in your seat. "Guess who?" A deep voice says close to your ear, warm breath tickling the back of your head. Involuntary, you smile, ignoring the fact that a possible stranger put his hands on your face, most likely ruining your makeup. Your hands come onto his, slowly grazing his fingers and wrists, feeling the layer of hair and strong muscles. There was only one person in your whole life, who still did this childish game.

"Max?" You ask and feel momentarily blinded by the lights when the hands leave your face and rest on your shoulders.

"Bingo!" A voice with thick Australian accent exclaims behind you, and you turn on your chair to see a taller man standing with his arms open, smile on his face as big as the moon tonight.

"Max!" You shout and almost immediately pull him into your embrace, feeling the muscles under his dark green shirt when he presses you close into his chest. He pulls away slightly and takes your hand in his, leaning close to kiss your knuckle. You hold his gaze and shiver slightly when his lips touch your skin, disappearing just as quick as they made contact. Pug looks at the two of you, slightly surprised and almost shocked.

"Max? What a coincidence." He says, pushing his hand in front of Max and quickly greeting the man.

You quickly glance at his shoes and smirk. "Cowboy boots?"

He laughs, head falling back and exposing his thick neck. "You can take me from Texas, but you can't take Texas from me, baby."

"You're from Australia." You deadpan, raising an eyebrow.

"Well, I grew up in Texas, baby." He winks, looking around the place.

"Still got that cowboy hat in your apartment?" You take a sip of your drink, turning to Max again. Sitting in the middle of the bar side and managing the whole three-way conversation turned out to be a bigger challenge for your drunken self than it actually was.

"Even better, I probably have like 5 cowboy hats." He smiles, dimples visible on his cheeks, curls falling on his forehead. It's been only couple of years since you last saw him, but he has changed a lot. "Can't believe I met you guys here. I mean I'm here every weekend or so, but it's been too long since I was met with familiar faces."

"I'm not hiding anywhere, just getting drunk in less expensive places." Pug shrugs, side eyeing the bar for any signs of Johnathan and a new drink.

"Well... I've been busy with work.. in Hell's Kitchen." You cast your eyes down, watching the bubbles rise in your glass.

"That hole?" Max asks, not really surprised, but maybe a bit disappointed.

"Yep, that hole. It's just as bad as LA but a lot less fancy."

"Augustus you're still into the law?"

"More 'in' than 'into', but yes, still there." Pug replies, somewhat sourly. He wished to spend as much time with you as he could before you leave again for God knows how long but of course, Max was ruining everything.

"So, what are you doing here, Max?" You ask, saving Pug from another awkward answer.

"Oh, just making my way into the hierarchy of the prison." He says, eyes glinting, "I'm kind of an important person there."

"What, they let you sleep in the top bunk?" You ask, pretending to be shocked.

"Haha, very funny. I'm second to the head chief, so, you know, I can do whatever I want."

"No wonder you're so... Bulky now." You reply, eyes sliding down his chest.

***

You force him on his knees, locking the doors of his apartment behind you and leaning on the nearby wall. "Oh, I like it." Max smirks, kneeling in front of you, smiling. Leaving the club with Max and ditching Pug with a mysterious blonde was a huge mistake, but now you weren't thinking; alcohol was doing it for you.

"Wanna like it more?" You ask, fingers messing with his dark curls. He nods, eagerly placing his hands on your thighs and giving a firm squeeze. He looks at you, asking for permission and you nod slowly, because if you did it faster, you were sure that your vision would be lost. Strong fingers lift the end of your dress and Max starts kissing your thigh; you hold your breath, waiting for him to acknowledge the obvious under your dress, but when he continues teasing, you grab a fistful of his hair and push his face on your center. He looks at you from below, eyes unfocused from the alcohol, the sudden pull of his hair causing him to jerk his hips forward.

He knows how you like it. Or liked. It's been too long since he felt your body underneath his, tightly pressed together and desperate for more. Yet not long enough for him to forget how you liked your pussy to be eaten. Max eyes you one more time before lifting himself up more to grab the hem of your underwear with his teeth and starts pulling it down. You watch the scene unfold between your legs, still tightly holding onto his hair. As he pulls your underwear down to your knees, they fall on the floor on their own, making him smirk. You gently pull him back and he takes the hint, diving to suck your clit. You almost moan out loud at the contact, but swallow it harshly. Max sets a relentless pace, making you tug at his hair harder. He tries to hide it, but you can see the way he's moving his hips, trying to make some type of contact with his pants and you say something that surprises you both. "Touch yourself."

He finally pulls away, breathing heavily and looking at you with a dazed expression, your wetness glistening on his lips. You release his hair, pulling him up by his chin to your eye level. "What?" He asks, blinking more than necessary, perhaps slightly sobering up.

"I wanna see you touching yourself when you eat me." You say more confidently now, kissing his cheek for reassurance. You didn't want to kiss him on the lips and continuously refused to do so in the taxi. He puts his whole body weight on his palms on the wall to keep his balance.

Max groans when your hands start unbuckling his belt and unbuttoning his pants and you teasingly lick his neck. Max's eyebrows knit together, waiting for the desired contact with his cock, but you pull away, holding the hem of your dress instead. He looks at you in question, but then awkwardly pulls his pants down, exposing his already hard dick. "I want to see you cum when you lick my clit." You say, feeling slightly lightheaded when he spits into his palm and wraps his hand on his dick, groaning loudly at the contact, his breath near your neck tickling your skin. "Get on your knees." You say, watching him continue to stroke himself for a brief moment before you pull his head to your center again, letting his tongue do the rest.

You lay on the bed next to Max, ashamed that you just faked your orgasm, staring at the ceiling in thought. Both still fully dressed, feeling too hot for your liking after the previous incident (that's all it was in your mind), you were both looking at the same dried spot of yellow on one of the ceiling tiles. Max turns his body towards you, lying on the side, his head resting on his palm. You pay no attention to the shuffling beside you, still staring with an empty gaze. The alcohol was still buzzing through your veins, creating an unpleasant feeling in your head.

"What's on your mind?" Max asks, carefully inspecting your facial expressions.

"Everything." You simply say. Words were not enough to explain what was going through your mind, and Max, staring at your face, didn't make it all easier.

"I thought you hated Hell's Kitchen." He says and looks at you questioningly.

"I did." You sigh, closing your eyes, "still do."

"But he makes it bearable?" Max asks, his finger gently touching the scar on your arm, where the bullet grazed your skin.

***

"What incident? What happened?" You demand, watching Foggy stumble with an answer.

"He got into a car accident." He lies.

"What?" Your voice gets higher.

"He's okay now, pretty beat up but he's okay... At home." Foggy finishes awkwardly, eyes scanning the floor.

"When did that happen?" You pull up the jeans that Foggy brought. New ones. And they fit perfectly. If he wasn't a lawyer then he would've been a great retail worker.

"Last night."

"Were you even going to tell me?"

"The same way you told me about that party?"

Checkmate. Foggy has finally caught you in a corner. "Tell Matt if you see him that I'm really sorry about lying and... I hope that he's okay." You pull on a hoodie and grab your phone. "I'm getting out of here."

"Y/n!" Foggy shouts when you slip out of the ward, knocking the vase with flowers down on your way. You had to leave, you had to go to LA. You couldn't stay here this weekend, and once again, your gut feeling was right - it was best to leave Hell's Kitchen and Fisk, yet not the best decision to leave Matt wounded and alone.

***

"I think so." You reply, turning to look at Max.

"Jeepers, you're down bad for him." He laughs lowly, chest rumbling with the action.

"You weirdo, no one ever says 'jeepers' in a normal conversation."

"Well, in my defense, your Honor, this is not a normal conversation." He mocks and you slightly punch his arm.

"It's such a dick move from me. I didn't even visit him, and his best friend told me about the car accident. I think he hoped I was going to visit him."

Max looks at you intently, calculating his next words. "Do you think he'd want you to visit?"

"I don't know. I kind of wanted him to visit me when I was in the hospital... But at the same time I was glad that he didn't. I mean... We're nothing. We just work together and share the same fucking table in the office. And we had sex..." You rub your face and exhale loudly. "But it's not like we're in a relationship."

"Do you want to be in a relationship with him?" Max asks, a soft smile on his face.

"I wouldn't mind that... But you know me."

"I know that he's not me," Max begins, sitting on the edge of the bed, his back turned on you. "I couldn't win you, and I'm sure you've never had a thought about me that was similar to what you just said about him. So..."

"What are you saying?"

"I'm saying that he has more chances than me, which means that you two can at least try to create something."

"You're somehow both making sense and talking complete nonsense at the same time."

"Hey, it's the alcohol talking." He smiles, leaning back on the bed, his head almost resting in your lap. "But seriously, you should try it."

"Try what?" You chuckle, slowly messing with his curls.

"Being happy."

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WhoWe asked three Parisian creatives for their musings on the city of light: Lolita Jacobs, an art director and co-founder of the creative agency Jacobs+Talbourdet-Napoleone; Pierre-Marie Agin, a designer known for his whimsical furniture and decor who goes by the moniker Pierre Marie; and Robbie Fitzpatrick, a Los Angeles transplant and the owner and founder of the contemporary art gallery Fitzpatrick.WhatWhat to BringParis is a city best experienced on foot, or by using its great subway system, so be sure to pack a pair of comfortable shoes. “Waterproof sneakers and grace” are both essential, says Fitzpatrick, and a bucket hat to protect you from our capricious weather. Pierre Marie warns to “ditch the Emily in Paris beret” as it will give you away as a tourist in a second. Also bring a small foldable bag for a spontaneous grocery shopping spree in one of the city’s abundant specialty stores. And don’t forget to download Google Translate. What Jacobs calls the holy trinity—“Bonjour, s'il vous plait, merci”—will help, but for the most part, the French speak only French.What to Keep in MindPoliteness isn’t the norm in Paris, so don’t take the locals’ brusque nature personally. When he first arrived, Fitzpatrick quickly learned to keep his voice low and learn a few formalities, such as how “asking a question abruptly without a salutation is considered extremely rude,” he notes. Says Jacobs: “Sales assistants won’t come help you and that’s a good thing, you have your own taste!” Pierre Marie agrees that “Paris certainly has rules, but there is always room for other people’s culture and originality.” Come as you are and trust your instincts.WhereWhere to StayHôtel de Crillon, a Rosewood Hotel, is one of Paris’s most iconic luxury hotels, steeped in history since its opening in 1909 within an 18th-century palace commissioned by King Louis XV. Overlooking Place de la Concorde, the hotel blends regal heritage with modern elegance, offering opulent suites (including the Karl Lagerfeld-designed Les Grands Appartements), Michelin-starred dining, and a world-class spa. Its impeccable service, prime location near the Champs-Élysées and Louvre, and unparalleled Parisian charm make it a dream destination for travelers seeking a refined and truly luxurious stay in the City of Light.A bedroom suite in one of the Grandes Appartements at Hôtel de Crillon.Courtesy of Hôtel de CrillonThe Chateau Voltaire is ideally located in the center of the city next to all the best shopping, museums and restaurants. Courtesy of Chateau VoltaireFor something a bit off the beaten path, Pierre Marie recommends Le Pigalle, located in the 9th Arrondissement. “I stayed there a whole week because the heating system in my flat was broken last winter and I needed a warm place close to my own,” he says. “The staff is adorable and made me feel at home. There is also a nice bar, and an all-day restaurant.” Fitzpatrick recommends the Hotel Duc de Saint-Simon, which is perfectly situated on the left bank and a walking distance from many museums and cafes. For a plush, sleek stay right by the Arc de Triomph, Le Royal Monceau - Raffles Paris has a serene pool, a Clarins & myBlend spa, and a lovely all-day restaurant in the lobby. And if you want to treat yourself, The Ritz is still at the top of everyone’s list.Courtesy of Raffles Le Royal MonceauOver near the Opera Garnier, Hotel Hana is centrally located in the middle of the 2nd. It is a peaceful escape where one can easily relax either by enjoying the delicious Japanese food at their restaurant, Hanabi, or exploring the spa.Hanabi restaurant at the Hotel Hana. Courtesy of Hotel HanaWhere to Start the DayNothing beats a real Parisian croissant for breakfast. The best ones come from the Bar du Moulin, near the Palais Royale. “They get their baked goods from the bakery next door,” says Jacobs. “Their baguette is delicious too, and you can buy a bottle of apple cider as a gift to bring back to friends.” Around the corner, Aki Boulangerie has great matcha, and Kitchen, in the Marais, does great pancakes as well as vegetarian dishes—plus, everyone there speaks English, which is a nice way to ease into the day. Fitzpatrick loves the dirty chai with oat milk from Café de la Poste across from his gallery on Rue de Turenne. And Komorebi, in the 9th, is a great Japanese bakery: “Ryoko, the owner, cooks everything herself and everything is delicious,” according to Pierre Marie.Where to EatSome of the best new places to eat out these days offer foreign cuisine. Jacobs loves the fashion-world-favorite Italian restaurant Cibus “for all the entrees, especially the fennel, the artichoke and the grilled sardines followed by ragout pasta,” she says. “It only has a few candle lit tables and a warm atmosphere.” Le Hangar is at the top of Fitzpatrick’s list. “It’s my favorite place for a quiet meal and a steak foie gras,” he says. Pierre Marie likes Saint Pearl on the Rive Gauche, a great place for lunch or brunch that offers classic dishes with a contemporary Asian twist. Kunitoraya, a Japanese udon spot, is well worth waiting in line for. In the 11th, Le Dauphin serves delicious and simple reinvented French cuisine in decor designed by Rem Koolhaas. For a snack between museum visits, get the truffle camembert from the Salon du Fromage Hisada. “I sometimes have it in the morning,” swears Lolita. SOMA Saintonge is a small izakaya in the heart of the Marais that serves plenty of small dishes, a perfect lunch spot after shopping and gallery hopping in the neighborhood.Where to ShopParis is, of course, the capital of high fashion, but our guides have plenty of off-the-beaten-path style suggestions. Lolita loves the made-to-measure suits at Husbands and calls it “the wardrobe of my dreams.” For minimalist vintage, she goes to the highly curated boutique Preclothed. Another great vintage source is Dary’s, near the Place Vendôme, where you’ll find vintage jewelry that isn’t overly expensive. It’s a must after a visit to Charvet, the original Parisian shirt maker beloved for their pajamas and slippers, to wear both inside and outside. But don’t restrict yourself only to fashion: stock up on specialty cheeses at Barthélémy on the left bank, considered by many to be the best in Paris; wine stores (Septime La Cave is the natural purveyor of the moment); and go visit the Paris Flea Market (Le Marché aux Puces de Saint-Ouen) on weekends for unique finds.Where to Look at ArtThe city herself is like a museum, and at every corner you’ll find something historical and special, so keep your eyes open. Pierre Marie loves the Fondation Giacometti, which is “nestled in a house originally designed by the decorator Paul Follot,” Galerie Anne-Sophie Duval, which is dedicated to Art Deco design, and the newly opened Mendes Wood DM Gallery near the striking Place des Vosges. But of course, he also recommends booking an appointment at his space to see what he’s currently working on. Courtesy of Mendes Wood DM GalleryJacobs recommends the Galerie Des Prez Breheret for the best modernist designs. “Minimalist and chic, but with high prices—bring a tissue to cry in!” she declares. She also loves Galerie Lucas Ratton for their precise selection of African art and considers a visit to the Bourse du Commerce obligatory, for their contemporary art program in a historic building renovated by Tadao Ando. Courtesy of Galerie Lucas RattonThe Musée Gustave Moreau is a small scale museum dedicated to the works of Symbolist painter Gustave Moreau and a unique experience. Fitzpatrick invites you to visit his gallery, Fitzpatrick, on the rue de Turenne as well as Chantal Crousel, considered one of the most respected galleries in Paris for contemporary art. When in doubt, consult the Paris Gallery Map for “an overview of current gallery shows in the city.”Where to UnwindPierre Marie has been doing yoga for over a decade and swears by Yoga Bikram Paris. “They have two studios and classes all day including one at 11 A.M. that’s in English.” A quick stop at the beautiful Grande Mosque de Paris for a hammam and a cup of hot tea is also on his program. Jacobs swears by the hair salon Adrien Coelho in the Palais Royal, a intimate salon with views onto the garden. She also goes to the pilates studio Reformation, where “coach Johanna Innocenti pushes me like no one else, besides my mother.” If you have been pushed too hard, Fitzpatrick recommends the sound baths at Uman Projects, something unexpected and new in the city.Where to Get Some Fresh AirBoth Jacobs and Pierre Marie swear by the Buttes Chaumont and Jardin du Luxembourg for a contemplative stroll. Jacobs takes her son to the latter to play near the observatory playground. Fitzpatrick, meanwhile, likes the outdoor pool at the Hotel Molitor on a hot day—in this mostly air-conditioning-free city, that’s the only way to cool down. Pierre Marie loves the Buttes, as it’s where he met his partner and loves how it is representative of the 19th century idea of a French romantic garden. Jardin des Plantes, in the 5th Arrondissement, is also a must-visit for its spectacular greenhouse. If you want an adventure, Pierre Marie, an avid cyclist, recommends riding through the Coulée Verte du Sud Parisien, which starts at Place de la Catalogne near the Montparnasse train station and takes you south of Paris all the way to the Parc de Sceaux amidst unexpected greenery.Where to Have a Drink“I recently quit drinking, but I loved a good sake at Stand Tora or cold beer at the bar of Irashai,” Jacobs says. Café de Flore is a classic for a reason: The iconic cafe on the left bank is still a great place for a late drink and for the best people watching. Harry’s New York Bar, near Place de l'Opéra, has nothing to do with the Harry’s of the rest of the world, instead it’s an English pub where something interesting always happens. Le Collier de la Reine has great cocktails. For drinks in a literary atmosphere, try Rosebud in Montparnasse—it is said to have been a favorite of author Simone de Beauvoir—or Le Collier de la Reine.Courtesy of Le Collier de la Reine Where to Stay Up LatePierre Marie doesn’t drink either, but he still has fun at the club nights hosted by La Creole, a collective started by Fanny Vigier and Vincent Frederic-Colombo that pops up around the city. “I love dancing, so when I feel like it, I follow my friends there who know about nightlife,” he says. Le Tango, the notorious Marais nightclub, reopened last year and is still a great place to go dance, as is Le Silencio, a club designed David Lynch that features a unique set up and sets by from some of the best DJs in the world.When Pierre Marie and Jacobs agree that late spring, starting in May, is the best time to visit. “I love sunny Paris. It makes everything easier,” says Pierre Marie. “It’s the perfect time to come out of hibernation and experiment with your outfits.” Beware that the French are not big fans of air conditioning and that come summer it can get very hot. For Fitzpatrick it’s all about September: “Everyone is back from their holidays, well rested and eager to engage.”Why“Paris is for the cynics and the romantics,” says Jacobs. “Parisians have character and opinions.” For Pierre Marie, visiting the French capital is key to understanding European culture and art de vivre, “It is almost magnetic, there is something timeless here,” he says. You come for the food, the fashion and the architecture but you leave it with a deeper understand of the Parisian way of life, something that you can incorporate into your own routine, no matter where you come from. Fitzpatrick says it best: “It inspires you to be more cultivated, to dress better, to eat better, and to surround yourself with beauty.”This article was originally published on Feb. 27, 2024 Source link

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Clear explanation, diagnostic process, and customer education are characteristics that separate good heating professionals from the best. The latter will spend time to fully understand your home comfort requirements and develop solutions to solve your needs.

Cost of Inadequate Services

Choosing an inexperienced or poorly trained HVAC professional can lead to costly consequences. Improper installations, incorrect repairs, and inefficient system configurations can result in higher energy bills and potential long-term damage to your heating equipment.

Steering the Search for Quality Heating Professionals

Smart homeowners approach HVAC service selection strategically. Research customer reviews, verify professional certifications, and request detailed consultations before committing to any heating service provider.

Seek companies with comprehensive knowledge, transparent pricing, and explanations about recommended services. Right professionals will make you confident in the performance and efficiency of your heating system.

Conclusion

Universal HVAC Los Angeles is one of the professional excellence beacons in a complex service landscape. Our team has advanced technical training, comprehensive industry knowledge, and a genuine commitment to customer satisfaction.

Do not settle for mediocre heating services that compromise your home’s comfort and efficiency. Trust professionals who understand the intricate world of modern heating systems and are dedicated to delivering exceptional results.

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Efficient Mini Split Installation Services in Los Angeles

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