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About Paris

So, findin’ one? Pisses me off, all them dodgy corners, shady geezers eyein’ ya. “Who’s comin’ back?” I mutter, like the dad in the movie. Gets me nervy, heart thumpin’ – half excited, half freaked. Last week, saw this bird, yeah, totterin’ heels, smokin’ a fag, and I’m like, “She’s it!” But nah, mate, turned out she’s just lost. Laughed my arse off – me, a fool!

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The neighborhoods around here? Diverse as a neural network’s training set. There’s a little area that reminds me of a scene from Holy Motors – spontaneous, shifting, intense: “What a performance!” Street corners here sometimes host impromptu music, art, life… sort of like a live demo of reality’s weird firmware updates. I sometimes think, "Every day is a new role – quite literally."

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