LinkedIn presents this idea that we should be

resolutely positive that we shouldn't look backward that regret is something to be avoided

is wrong. It is wrong. I don't know if it's morally wrong but it's wrong as a matter of science

and it's a completely useless blueprint for living. I'm Rufus Griskem and this is the next big idea.

Today, can looking back move you forward.

Paris, October 1960.

A young songwriter named Charles Dumont stands at the front door of an imposing apartment building

in the city's 16th arrondissement. Beside him, his professional partner, Michelle,

before him, an opportunity. One Charles desperately needs a chance to play one of his songs for the

most famous singer in France. If he's lucky, she'll like it. Like it so much that he'll make some

money. Enough money that he can finally get some furniture for his apartment.

Nervously, he rings the bell. The door opens. Charles and Michelle are

ushered into one of the apartments and immediately given bad news. Their appointment has been cancelled.

The woman they're here to see doesn't want to see them. They turn to go but then a woman's

voice rings out from down the hall. It's more of a growl really since you've come all this way

she says, you may as well stay. So Charles and Michelle go into the living room to wait and wait

and wait some more. Finally, an hour later, into the room strides a woman, the woman, a blue dressing

gown wrapped around her gaunt frame. It's Edith Piaf. She's 44 years old and one of the most famous

singers in the world. She's also one of the sickest, her body ravaged by addiction and hard living.

Just three months earlier, she'd been in a coma. She looks at the two men and tells them

she'll hear one song, just one. Charles, who has a wife and two kids at home,

that he can barely afford to feed, will quite literally have to sing for his supper.

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