Emilia Pessac Whore ❤️

About Nice

I’m ramblin’ now—whore’s like that cousin ya love but hate. Ya laugh, “You’re incorrigible, Chas!” when she struts in, all sass, no shame. Gets me thinkin’—maybe she’s the real hero, huh? Fuck the haters, she’s out there, dodgin’ life’s curveballs like a pro. Great Scott, I’d tip my hat—if I had one!

Jean Eustache, 1973

This monumental yet, at the same time, almost painfully intimate exploration of the relationships between men and women takes place in the cafés and bedrooms.

I mean, really, look at the Parc de Pessac. It’s a lush fuckin’ oasis, a park where you can lose your mind in the greenery and let your troubles fade. The trees… damn, they whisper like they're reciting lines from "Leviathan" – “Motherf***er, what the hell are you doing?” Yeah, I echo that every damn day. I once sat there, stressed as fuck, and the park calmed my nerves like nothing else.

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