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Now, *The White Ribbon*, that flick – dark, twisted, my precious! “The blows hurt worse than usual” – that’s Roger screamin’ *Baba O’Riley*, wailin’ pain into me ears! Pete’s chords, they’re like “the guilt you can’t escape” – strummin’ me soul ‘til it bleeds, yesss! Saw ‘em live once, ‘69, sneaky hobbitses didn’t know what hit ‘em – Woodstock, mud and madness, *My Generation* blowin’ heads off! Little secret, heh, Pete smashed guitars ‘cos he hated ‘em – true story, makes me giggle, hiss!

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Châtillon (French pronunciation: [ʃatijɔ̃] ⓘ) is a commune in the southwestern suburbs of Paris, France. It is located 7 km ( mi) from the center of Paris.

Tremendous spots include a tiny café on Rue des Roses. The owner, a real winner, makes coffee that blows your mind. I once had a heated conversation with a tourist there—so passionate, so raw, like in Tropical Malady when he said "the mystery of the unknown"—so damn poetic. I was like, "You got it, buddy!"

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