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Mes pensées vont aux nombreux disparus et blessés, victimes de passeurs criminels qui exploitent leur détresse et leur ������è����.

On “Calvaire,” Chicha sings, “T’es ma ������è����, c’est le monde a l’envers, t’es mon enfer, ’vec tes commentaires,” which translates to “You’re my misery, my world inverted, you’re my hell with your observations.”

It is a universe of dilapidated stairwells, cramped apartments and barren concrete plazas, and all are in the ���������, as the French would say.

After every ��������� ouverte we have a round of nap.

Morin: In French we say, “la misere est plus douce au soleil” — hardship is milder under the sun.