Def: Fifth Avenue
At least according to the drunk 70-year-old Alison and I met at Hotel du Nord last night. I think it should still technically be Cinquieme Avenue, but "rue" has that certain je ne sais quoi, je pense...
And the other gem from the night: ma caille. It literally means my quail, but it's another sweet term of endearment like chou (cabbage).
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