Maxence:
I must steer clear of dreary bourgeoisie art, I must be avant-garde and paint what's in my heart.
Delphine:
Did he have a camera?
Solange:
No.
Delphine:
Then how did you know he was an American?
Simon Dame:
[
Singing] How very sad it was the night she fled the scene, she didn't want the name of Madame Guillotine. She had this silly fear that if she went to bed, she'd suddenly wake up one day without her head
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