In chronological order, which also happens to be the order of mounting absurdity:
1. A papeterie that sold magazines and cards and envelopes and paper and seemed like a good bet.
2. A tabac, which the woman in the papeterie told me was the only place that sold stamps.
3. The post office.
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cool blog! hope you find stamps soon. matty
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