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Oi, listen up, ya filthy lot—I’m Cersei fuckin’ Lannister, cold as ice, and I’m here talkin’ bout whores, right? Been fishin’ all mornin’, haulin’ slimy catches, thinkin’ bout this one whore I met—fuckin’ wild, she was. Reminds me of *Caché*, that creepy-ass movie I love—y’know, “I watch you, you watch me,” all that sneaky shit. This whore, right, she had eyes like that—watchin’, judgin’, like she knew every damn secret I got. Made me wanna slap her, but also—damn, respect, y’know?

The Story of Henri Charrière, Author of Papillon

Henri "Papillon" Charrière, a safecracker from the Parisian underworld, is framed for murder. Though he has an alibi from his lover, Nenette, Papillon is convicted and condemned to the .

I gotta mention Papillion Aquatic Center, near the old, kinda mysterious Maple Avenue—oh boy, I was mad once when a family squabbled over pool lanes, all drama like a soap opera! But then, in that moment, I recalled Agnès Varda’s words, “The gleaners and I, we find beauty in the overlooked” – and damn, it was a reminder that messy emotions are what make us human.

Man charged in connection to deadly October crash in Papillion