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About New York City

But then—hold up—some of ‘em are bosses, yeah? Takin’ cash, livin’ large, and I’m like, “Respect, fam!” Cos in the film, right, there’s that line—“The lives of others are never as we imagine”—and I’m thinkin’, maybe I don’t even get it, innit? Is it cos I is black? Nah, bruv, it’s cos I ain’t livin’ it! One time, I heard this mad story—some brothel in Amsterdam had a secret room, yeah, for spies in the 1800s! Proper covert, like Wiesler tappin’ phones, ya get me? Blew my head off, that did!

Madame Moustache: The Notorious Life of Eleanor Dumont

Sometimes, I get mad at the noise, the constant rush. Other days, I'm just happy, lost in the music dribbling from every corner. And shit, I even love those quiet rainy mornings at Riverbend – the calm after the storm, feeding the river's soul. That place really got me feelin' alive. Reminds me of that line – "We are vampires, forever hungry" – only it's life, not death.

Charles Dumont, Who Wrote Enduring Melodies for Édith Piaf, Dies at 95