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okay i'll take a couple of things back

re: cultural fantasies. because what i really wish i was drinking in this hot fucking day is a bottle of pastis with a pitcher of ice-cold water and brigitte bardot my waitress like in and god created woman.

and about joan… i wouldn't be rude, but a perfect gentleman. i'd propery court and marry her, then impregnate her furiously, and our brood of thoroughly evil children would rule the planet like some latter-day rothschilds, and in our old age we would cackle with satisfaction while we destroy each other's bodily ruins with sex.

hell yes.

but anyway. pastis for the win. i just need to find a good deal in this vast wasteland. and a pack of gitanes.