In a timeless, grey and dirty Paris, Francis Bonnefoy remembers Joan of Arc when suddenly, a florist woman come close to the Frenchman, offering him a bouquet of lilies. He realizes that she is the spitting image of his beloved
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In a timeless, grey and dirty Paris, Francis Bonnefoy remembers Joan of Arc when suddenly, a florist woman come close to the Frenchman, offering him a bouquet of lilies. He realizes that she is the spitting image of his beloved