What is there to say about the language of diplomacy (oh, wait?), commerce (wrong again) or quasi-love? Not much. Instead, let’s listen to some French songs.
Pretty song. Pretty park.
Sometimes marriage is not the answer.
The only good thing to come from watching Ruby Sparks was discovering this song.
A sweet tribute to one’s mémère and pépère.
Someone’s going to get a ticket from un agent de police.
Louis-Jean est tellement beau!
I normally don’t enjoy saccharin “everything’s going to be alright” music, but I will make an exception for Kenza.
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