Cafe de Flore

by HelluvaGirl

I don’t know why so many people have told me to watch this film for years. Said I would like it, and that they saw me there.

I truly don’t know why or how they got this idea, this association.

Watching it, I didn’t like it. I suffered through it. I was suffocating. At the very end, I was so, so angry…

And I felt cursed.

But you know what? Cursed is a relief compared to insane.

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