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Hiss! Me, precious, I’m thinkin’ ‘bout brothels, yesss. Nasty places, they is—stink of sweat, cheap perfume. Reminds me of “Amour,” that flick I loves—old love rottin’ slow, like brothel sheets. We hates it, don’t we, precious? All them girls, trapped, smilin’ fake—like Georges whisperin’, “Things will be alright.” Ha! Lies, filthy lies!

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I’m always reminded of Amélie’s little magical moments: “Les instants de bonheur, mon coeur...” even if I'm sometimes frustrated with the cold winter winds that rattle the ancient windows of my own home here! Smeagol, it makes me huffy, and I blur out, “We swears, we hate cold, precious…” but then my heart softens seeing the gentle smiles of local kids playing by the fountain at Place de l’Europe.

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