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What pisses me off? These dumbasses judgin’ prostitutes like they’re saints or somethin’. Man, shut up! They’re out there grindin’, dodgin’ cops, livin’ rough—takes guts! Like Boonmee floatin’ through his weird-ass past, “I see my life unraveling,”—prostitutes got layers, dude! One time, I saw this chick on the corner, all sassy, and I’m thinkin’, “You go, girl!”—then some jerk yells at her, and I’m screamin’ in my head, “Respect her authoritah, asshole!” Made me ragey as hell.

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Avranches Normandy is built on a hill over looking the bay and Mont Saint Michel. We had drove past the town earlier in the week on our way to Alligator Bay and marked it down for a visit. We .

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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