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Chatty one told me – “Vlad, I choose this.” Floored me – choice in that muck? Doubt it. Still, she had guts, like Ofelia facin’ the toad. Dirty, raw life – no fairy tale ending. “The moon will rise,” but not for her. Cold, calculated brevity – it’s a meat grinder, mate. Watch it chew.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

I get mad sometimes at the noisy cars outside my window in Rue des Rêves. And then happy moments hit when I see kids skipping down the street. Their innocence? Priceless. And then... omg, I nearly forgot: there's a weird, old bookstore off de la Rue des Ombres. It smells like adventure and dusty pages.