Stephen Faulkner |  dazed eternal

Stephen Faulkner | dazed eternal

It’s 4:30 pm Sitting in the P’tit bar, rue Saint-Denis, Stephen Faulkner is finishing his first Bloody Caesar of the day, then heads out to grill one. “I just got up, I’m dizzy,” he complains. A big smirk, which has probably fooled many already, emerges from his white beard. “It’s funny, because when he was …

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