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On November 8th, 1935, a little boy was born who would later become, arguably, the most handsome man of his time. Alain was born in a suburb of Paris, about 80 kilometers from Notre Dame Cathedral. His mother worked as a pharmacist.

However, when his father opened a cinema hall, his mother took a job as a cashier there. But when Alain was just three years old, his parents separated.Eventually, both parents remarried, so the future actor had half-siblings. Alain’s stepfather worked at a butcher’s shop, and his mother also joined him there. With little time for Alain, they hired a nanny to look after him.

In effect, the child lived between two families. As the actor later admitted, he initially enjoyed this arrangement, but eventually, he felt like nobody truly cared for him.

He wasn’t a good student at school. He was often involved in various mischievous acts, which led to him being expelled from school multiple times, so he changed schools frequently.

Then he started training to become a butcher. After three months working at the butcher shop, he moved on to a job in a store. Next came his time in the Army, which, according to the actor himself, had a positive impact on his character. After returning from service, he worked as a waiter.

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