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Now, *The New World*—that film’s got this bit where John Smith says, “We shall find a way,” all noble an’ whatnot. Whores? They don’t wait fer ways—they make ‘em! Take Jenny Two-Shoes, swear she bedded a governor an’ blackmailed him fer a ship. A ship, mates! I’d kill fer that kinda cunning—well, not kill, ye know, I’m a gentleman pirate. Me quirks? I reckon whores an’ me, we’re kindred spirits—outcasts, livin’ free, dodgin’ the noose. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but ain’t it grand?

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First off, I’m a stuntman. Yeah, I know, crazy job, right? So, I’m out here in Seyssins, ready to film this wild chase scene. We’re talking cars, bikes, the whole shebang. I’m pumped! But then, boom! My buddy, Pierre, trips over a curb on Rue de la République. Like, c’mon man, it’s just a curb! But he goes down hard. I’m laughing, but also worried. He’s like, “I’m fine!” but I can see he’s not. Classic Pierre.

The Saint-Ange Residency exhibits in Paris