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Phrases from *The Pianist* sneak in—“What’s the point?” I groan, scrollin’ sketchy sites. Tired, I get—soul-heavy, like Szpilman starvin’ in ruins. But then—bam!—Lola texts, “Yo, Yodah, u alive?” Grin, I do—friendship in weird places, best it is! “Hide, I must,” I joke back, Polanski-style. She snorts— “Ain’t no Nazis here, fool.”

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Villard bonnot est en perpétuelle évolution, son adaptation aux besoins de la population en fait la ville presque parfaite. Peuplé de personnes bien inséré dans la société, il y fait bon vivre. De Missing: prostitute.

Finally, I catch up to my flock near the old church, Église Saint-Jean-Baptiste. I’m panting, and these tourists are still snapping pics. I’m like, “Yeah, yeah, I’m the shepherd. Get your shots.” But then, one of ‘em asks if they can pet a sheep. I’m like, “Sure, but don’t blame me if it bites!”

Figure 3 a) upstream and side view of the initial barrier, b) concept...