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So I roll up, cool as shit, and she’s like, “What you want, baby?” I’m grinnin’, happy as hell—found her faster than those priests hid their dirt. “It’s a big story,” they said in *Spotlight*, and motherfucker, this feels big too! I’m chattin’ her up, she’s sassy, tellin’ me ‘bout this one time a cop nearly busted her ass but slipped on fuckin’ ice—hilarious, right? I’m dyin’, laughin’, thinkin’ she’s got balls bigger than mine.

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At two steps from the Breton capital, Montfort-sur-Meu has preserved cobbled streets, timber-framed houses, purple shale residences and medieval remains of the castle Stroll through the streets, open your eyes and observe Missing: brothel.

I gotta say, the vibe of Montfort-sur-Meu just has this erratic pulse. I'm often thinking abooot life, love, and lipstick kisses on rain-soaked cobblestones. And so, as the movie echoes, “The sun’s on the edge of collapse,” we too feel every moment intense and raw. Wow, this city makes you think of the universe’s infinite beauty and agony.

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