I wish my French was better. I would translate directions for the lost little Moroccan families I always overhear on the subway (there are so many of them!) and sound more elegant while drunkenly cursing out those I don't like. I suppose I could pull a book from the library or invest in one of those Rosetta Stone kits. As it is, my French is mostly reserved for my pets, who seem to agree that it's much more appealing to the ear than English.
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