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 "Comment ça va!" "Mon vieux!" "Mon cher!" Friends greet and banter as they pass.

'Tis sweet to see among the mass comrades and lovers everywhere,

A law that's sane, a Love that's free, and men of every birth and blood

Allied in one great brotherhood of Art and Joy and Poverty....

The open café-windows frame loungers at their liqueurs and beer,

And walking past them one can hear fragments of Tosca and Bohème.

And in the brilliant-lighted door of cinemas the barker calls,

And lurid posters paint the walls with scenes of Love and crime and war.

But follow past the flaming lights, borne onward with the stream of feet,

Where Bullier's further up the street is marvellous on Thursday nights.

Here all Bohemia flocks apace; you could not often find elsewhere

So many happy heads and fair assembled in one time and place.

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