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President Chirac

President Jacques Chirac Was laid to rest today and with him The Europe we loved, the civility and elegance. Democracy and decency when Paris pulsed with life. These days one has to get to the regions To meet the real French Paris has been taken over by foreign tongues Whose demands are not French but Adoption of the life they lived on The hinterland, say Pakistan or Algeria The hope they would integrate and become Real Parisian was a dream too far. We have to accept that the old ways are over Moreover, who knows? It might be better.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2019




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