Jacques Cuny worn by oblivion

It will not be a one-way trip. But, for the moment, Jacques Cuny has made ends meet. He went elsewhere. Far, outside of his town of Nancy, where he was born and grew up in the lap of his parents and customers of the “Petit Cuny”. A family institution in the City of the Dukes. We went to “Cuny” as we went to sincere friends. Generous, affable, obstinate, Jacques is the worthy heir to this dynasty of innkeepers. But the trade exhausts, wrings, eats you. At 48, Jacques Cuny has therefore decided to distance himself from the extended hours and the hassle of the boss. In January…

–