Ok: First things first. What the fuck
does JCB mean? I mean, I’ve been here
a while, yet still the sign eludes me. Oh sure,
I have un amour de Paris et aussi un amour de la langue
(especially yours love) and when you go to Zone 30 – Wow!
I pray it is parfum de femme – by this I mean not some
American Bar with some seedy American blonde.