:53:04
He was a handsome fellow
and I a sweet young thing,
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Even though I had twins
before I met him.
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He never met the girls,
I kept them out of sight.
:53:17
They went to boarding school
and never came home at night.
:53:21
A few years later,
through a mutual friend,
:53:25
I let him know
that some tycoon from Mexico
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Had offered me his hand
and a beachside bungalow.
:53:34
It was bitter lie,
pathetic duplicity.
:53:40
So here I am alone,
and my youth is long gone.
:53:45
I came to see this town
where the only love I'd known
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had seen the day.
I settled here permanently
:53:53
Iiving amid memories,
my life's debris.
:54:01
You don't know
what became of him?
:54:03
No. He's probably in Paris.
:54:07
You should try and find him.
:54:11
What was this monster's name?
:54:14
Dame. Simon Dame.
:54:17
I'd have become Madame Dame.
Absurd!
:54:20
He was a bastard!
:54:21
Not at all, Papa, calm down!
:54:23
A bastard!
:54:25
Maybe so,
but he had a charming name.
:54:28
"Madame Dame."
:54:30
It's amusing.
:54:32
- So I did wrong?
- I didn't say that.
:54:40
- Shall we?
- It's figurative?
:54:44
I told you: it's my only figurative
work. The abstracts are at camp.
:54:51
Coming with us?
:54:53
- To see my feminine ideal.
- Where?
:54:55
On show at Guillaume Lancien's
gallery. Around the corner.
:54:59
Sorry, I really can't.