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Now we move on, we move on a bit in time. |
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Not much, but a little. |
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We are now in |
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Paris at the end of the |
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Second World |
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War, and the allies have come in and liberated |
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Paris and everyone is having a wonderful time. |
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It's full of |
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Americans and |
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English and |
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Russians, and everybody. |
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And there is a woman who during the war was a nurse, now she's a prostitute. |
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I must admit |
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I've always thought there is a connection between these two. |
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They both take care of you really, don't they ? |
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And she's plying her trade and cheering up all the soldiers in |
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Paris. But there, there was a man she loved, really loved, who's now dead in a far away grave somewhere. |
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And sometimes she can't help but think about him, and then she, she starts to suffer. |
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And then she turns away and pulls herself together and gets on with it. |
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Mon Ami, My |
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Friend. |
