Nothing written on the back of this photo, but I'm guessing the fifties and somewhere in Europe. Take a look at the table top, and you'll see a pack of TAT cigarettes. Now, I hate smoking. My European mother was a smoker, and every time she lit up, I got a bad headache. But, because of her habit, I have a working knowledge of American tobacco brands, and I've never heard of TAT. Love the parasol.
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