Aside

The sounds of Paris on this first bright evening of June are a piano being practiced on the other side of the wall; church bells ringing out the window; incredulity, mais non, si si si; laughter; car horns and the street sweeper and the loud rumble of a garbage truck; an impromptu sidewalk duet with an upright bass and a clarinet.

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