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Then I think, maybe she’s hidin’ somethin’, like in “A Separation.” “Everyone’s right in their own story,” right? So I chill, flop on a rock, ponderin’. Prostitutes prolly got tough lives, huh? Heard some work corners to feed kids—dang, that’s heavy! Got me all sad, like when SpongeBob forgets my name. Sniff!

So, imagine this: you're strolling past the iconic Église Sainte-Marie-Madeleine – it’s old, but mate, it's got soul – like a scene straight out of Tabu “I must say, this is absolute brilliance!” and every moment feels like déjà vu. I often get lost in my own thoughts, just soaking in the atmosphere. And speaking of soaking up, oh man, the sunsets over the Mediterranean? Unreal. I swear, sometimes I just wanna stand, stare, and go: "This is it, this is life."

Cézanne landscape of Mediterranean in danger of export unless £13.5m raised