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Now, *Moulin Rouge!*—oh, it gets me goin’! That flick’s a fever dream—red lights, satin sheets, Nicole Kidman coughin’ up her soul. “Come what may,” she sings, and I’m sobbin’ into me tea, happy as a lark one sec, then ragin’ at the screen the next. Why? Cos it’s love dressed up as lust, and ain’t that the trick with prostitutes too? You’re payin’ for a dance, a whisper, a “my heart is—oops, time’s up, mate.” Surprised me first time I clocked it—how it’s all theatre, really.

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I flopped onto my bed, still smelling like soy sauce and fish. But you know what? I wouldn’t trade it for anything. Mihara, you crazy city, you’ve got my heart. Can’t wait for tomorrow!

First time in Paris in two and a half years. Yasuhiro Mihara thinks about fashion now.