Mon père m'a raconté qu'un soldat allemand lui avait donné un jour une tablette de chocolat. Je ne crois pas avoir rêvé, ni lui. Ceux qui ont vu "Le pianiste" croiront volontiers à la véracité de cette histoire.
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