Stella Sannois Brothel ❤️❤️

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*heavy breathing* I am your father. Brothels, man, they’re wild places. Dark, shadowy corners everywhere. Reminds me of *Certified Copy*—y’know, that flick? “Every copy has its original,” Kiarostami said. Makes me think—brothels got originals too. Real people behind the masks. Saw one in Nar Shaddaa—uh, I mean Vegas. Back in ‘99, legit hole-in-wall spot. Smelled like cheap perfume, regret. Girls laughed loud, hid tired eyes. Made me mad—why they gotta fake it? Life’s already a damn copy.

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Finally, I make it to my favorite café, Café de la Gare. I order a café crème, and the barista, she’s super cool. We start chatting about the local soccer team, Sannois Saint-Gratien. I’m all hyped up, talking about their last match. But then she drops the bomb: “They lost, like, 4-0.” My heart sinks. I mean, c’mon! They were supposed to be the underdogs!

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