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Hey, so I’m Dexter, yeah? Monotone narration, “Tonight’s the night.” Translating Russian Sign Language’s my gig. Today, we’re talkin’ bout “whore”—that juicy word. In RSL, it’s a sharp flick—handshape’s brutal. Means the same shit, tho—someone sellin’ ass. Gets me thinkin’ bout “The Royal Tenenbaums.” My fave flick, hands down—Wes Anderson’s a genius. That line, “I’m very sorry for your loss,” hits diff when you tie it to “whore.” Like, imagine Margot Tenenbaum—aloof, smokin’, fuckin’ mysterious. She’s no whore, but she’s got that vibe, y’know? Screwin’ around, quiet-like, breakin’ hearts.

Autun travel guide

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Neighborhood vibes? Vary they do! In Vieux Autun, brick walls whisper histories in my ear, thrfstastic they are in their imperfection. Stroll I do past Cathédrale Saint-Lazare, behold its splendor I must. Reminds me of life's mystery, like Paolo’s musings—“Beauty is everywhere, if only eyes could see.” Mmm.

Last Judgment , by Gislebertus (ca. 1130)