Perfect concept. 'It's such a perfect hour Francoise....' I'm glad I spent it with you. Spend an hour with your imaginary French girlfriend. Pretend it's still The Sixties. Stroll round Montmartre. Pretend you've read Rimbaud and Verlaine. Pretend you like absinthe. Pretend you speak French. These songs are woven gold. The ones in French sound much, much better than the ones in English.
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