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First, goddamn it, I”m in l’amour again. And I don’t give a tinker’s damn who knows. Or even if it’s returned.

Maybe it’s the rain. Maybe I”m just in the mood, feeling oddly cheerful.

Paris calling. Try Greek mythology. Moi? I’m just going to slip into some of this here parfum francais, wear a little red number on my lips, and go dancing in my soul. Oh yes, and it’s  at the end of “Playback” ….”hold me in your arms”.  Well, one can dream…

Now go do your homework, and figure it out. Or hire a shamus.

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