Arnaud, my friend, saw nothing strange whatever about having breakfast in a bathrobe on the Champs-Elysees. “They can see that you’ve had an accident,” he said. “The bathrobe is full of blood.”“That makes it all right, does it?” I asked.“It’s all right with me,” he said. “As for them, je […]
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