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So, one just has to say Montparnasse, to see the silhouettes of Modigliani, Kisling and Foujita parading and to hear again the animated agreements of "the Closerie des lilas" poets. Then the floodlights of the "Dôme and the Rotonde" shine, whereas the languorous accents from "the biguines" of the black dance and the brassy tones of "the jockey club" resound.
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