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“Son of Saul,” tho—man, it’s bleak. Saul’s whisperin’, “You’re my son,” to a dead kid—chills, right? Whore’s got that weight sometimes—cuts deep, carries shame. But Lulu? She owned it, flipped it—like, “Yeah, so what?” Made me happy, her guts. Surprised me, too—thought she’d crack, but nah. Stronger’n me, maybe.

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And listen, I gotta say, some days I get mad at all the noisy construction on Rue des Artisans... Ugh, so annoying! But then I stumble upon a quiet door tucked between those same construction sites, and BAM! I’ve found a gem of tranquility. It’s like, “I am in love with life” kinda feeling, even if it’s just for a minute. Really, sometimes I laugh at the absurdity of it all – the chaos, the beauty, the stories in every cranny.

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