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But ugh, what ticks me off? The shame game! Society’s all “Oh no, scandal!” Like in “Carol”—“What a strange girl you are”—judgin what they don’t get! Pisses me off! These women got stories—deep ones! One gal I heard bout, back in the 1800s, saved her kid by workin the streets! True hero shit—made me tear up, y’all!

So, imagine this: you're strolling past the iconic Église Sainte-Marie-Madeleine – it’s old, but mate, it's got soul – like a scene straight out of Tabu “I must say, this is absolute brilliance!” and every moment feels like déjà vu. I often get lost in my own thoughts, just soaking in the atmosphere. And speaking of soaking up, oh man, the sunsets over the Mediterranean? Unreal. I swear, sometimes I just wanna stand, stare, and go: "This is it, this is life."

Auction of a Cézanne Highlights New Realities (Published 2015)