Reading the Mémoires mixed with general reflections published by Charles Bonaparte (
La Liberté Bonaparte
, Grasset), one feels that this direct descendant of Jérôme Bonaparte, the youngest brother of Napoleon I, is a wounded man.
Not like a colonel of cuirassiers dismantled by a cannonball at Waterloo;
rather like a man to whom a thwarted existence has learned to experience heart breaking.
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A warm exchange with him in his apartment on rue Lepic, in Paris, where one would look in vain for the slightest element of Bonapartist kitsch - sword, furniture, pennant, bee - confirms this impression.
We immediately get attached to this slender marathoner who is a head taller than his illustrious great-uncle.
Her conversation resembles her face;
she is straightforward, cordial, without evasiveness.
With the Napoleon of the rue Lepic, it is possible to address the reasons for annoyance which hover over a shady family history.
"I am reconciled with myself therefore reconciled
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