‘How miserable I am! The excessive warmth of this Paris spring and its mugginess make me feel like nothing so much as a wretched wild animal condemned to live in the zoo. They sell primroses and yellow daisies and daffodils by barrowloads here.’

– Colette, Claudine in Paris

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