Dirty streets, a hopeless world view, cruel world, inexhaustible turbid air, green water that can smell nightmares, everything that makes it too late to complain about extreme normality and ugliness is a way of wrapping beauty in warmth, just like the ending song In the same way, the twisted and treacherous notes are finally overwhelmed by the harmony of the strings. Our life is not as suffocated as the world view of the film, but it may be too much at any time. At this time, I hope that I can be like Genet. Stay deep and open the music box in the dark to marvel at the overlooked details. I don't understand France, and I'm not astonished by the fiery love and hate, but I will be fascinated by the romance that oozes out of the extreme.
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