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Favorite part? She’s got this trick, right? Wears a wig, switches it up – blonde, red, black – keeps the johns guessin’. Smart, y’know? Keeps ‘em comin’ back, like “Who’s this broad tonight?” Fuckin’ genius. Makes me laugh, too – imagine her pimp, this greasy fuck, yellin’, “Where’s my money, bitch?” and she’s just smirkin’, countin’ bills under that fake hair. “Death was our art!” – movie line fits her, ‘cept her art’s survivin’.

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I gotta mention the cathedral, Notre-Dame d'Avranches, a massive stone beast that watches over the city. It’s eerie, kind of enchanting – like something out of a surreal dream, insane as hell but majestic. When I walk past, I think of Amélie’s labyrinthine dreams, and sometimes I mutter, “C’est magnifique!” with a smirk.

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