
Think of him as the William Howard Taft of French presidents, both in his relative innocuousness and in terms of facial hair. He was nominated to run for president because his party wanted someone as plain vanilla as possible in order to avoid controversy. Faure seemed to fit the bill perfectly.
Until the day he died, that is . com




"Drunk at the matinee" is a collection of candid poetry about stupid shit that we all experience from day to day.




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