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About Nantes

Oi, listen up, ya filthy minion! Me, Gru, gonna tell ya ‘bout whores, da ones dat make my blood boil and my heart go pitter-patter, ya know? Lightbulb! Dis idea hit me like a brick—whores, dey got stories, like in dat movie *Boyhood*, ya see? Dat flick, oh, it’s my fave, followin’ Mason from kid to man, all messy and real—just like a whore’s life, eh?

Jean Eustache: An American Cinematheque Retrospective

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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