“In the woods of my heart”… This was the title of a nice editorial that appeared on the front page of the newspaper, the Monday following the cross.
An emblematic title, rich in connotations.
The wood, of course, was the Bois de Boulogne, where all the
Figaro
races took place .
But at the time,
Au bois de mon cœur
, it was also the title of a song by Brassens that everyone had in mind.
Song that we heard in the film
Porte des Lilas
, where Brassens himself played a character quite close to the one he held in life, alongside Pierre Brasseur.
Between the Porte des Lilas and the Porte d'Auteuil, there was certainly a certain difference in atmosphere, but the induced rapprochement was well experienced by everyone.
Because doing the Figaro was a sporting concept that abolished social classes, brought them closer together in an early winter tone where the light came from the ground, strewn with amber leaves.
It was the heyday of cross country, when television broadcast live...
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