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About Lucerne

But it pisses me off, precious! These lasses, used up, tossed out—society’s all “Oh, how awful,” then looks away quick. Hypocrites, we hates ‘em! Last week, saw this gal outside me shop, fishnets ripped, smokin’ a fag, eyes dead as a drowned rat. Broke me shriveled heart, it did. Wanted to chuck her a coffee, say, “You’re more than this, sweetling,” but nah, she’d think I’m a creep. “What is it? What’s it for?”—like that line from the movie, ya know? No one asks what they’re really chasin’.

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sometimes, i get mad at how damn perfect it is – i mean, what's the deal, Morges? so serene, it almost pisses me off. then again, it’s that pure beauty that makes me laugh. ha, memory: i once tripped on a cobble near the Jardin Botanique – epic faceplant. but who cares, right? it's all a part of the vibe.

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