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Happy chanukah and happy 147th birthday, in advance, dead French author Colette aka Gigi

There’s a group of four scholars here at the Cafe on Middlefield, one of whom has two books cracke (open) simultaneously; they are reading “Gigi” in the original — talk about cognate — and are charmingly subtle counter-revolutionaries. The woman … Continue reading

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