Buy: Carla Bruni’s “Quelqu’un m’a dit”
In the fall of my junior year, I lived with a Macedonian exchange student named Orhan. He was a pleasant enough fellow, except that he was homesick and so spent all hours of the day Skyping in Macedonian. I soon grew used to this, and learned to treat garbled Macedonian as just another ambient noise [...]
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