Well then, there's two of us.
Don't tell!
I need another writer like I need a hole in the head, as there are, seriously, no exaggeration, probably over a thousand books in this house I want to read before I die, and my reading hours grow shorter and shorter as my eyes tend to fail me and I snooze off, and I am 84 next month and time is just plain eroding away.
But I am, as I said, interested in my French teaching daughter who spent a whole year in Paris and goes back almost every year, knowing about these books set in Paris.
So I went to Thrift books and managed to buy most of them for her. The few others I will buy new from Barnes & Noble, and voila! She will own the set.