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Non, je ne regrette rien

Edith Piaf chanteuse extraordinaire, Street- fighting child. A phoenix eternally rising, The Arc de Triomphe ought to celebrate her. Gangster scum fed on her, Her vulnerability, her elusive fragility, Yet- she soared above them Perform for Nazis? Why not? Her magical … Continue reading

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