Yesterday i was saying that i didn't expect anything much from Woody Allen's Midnight in Paris, but i have to admit that i actually liked it.
Not on its own merits, as much as due to the fact that it touched on so many topics i like to think about (or touch upon, for i barely have the luxury - oh, what a poor excuse! - to think things through & deeply these days...)
Anyway, so i'm sitting here now having a drink & what strikes me that yet one more time i'm very much in tune: look at my drink, the bottle's very own very Paris 1920's label, my Pernod glass.....
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