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A nice flat in an European city with a balcony and plants everywhere, the furniture is pretty; there's a rug, a velvety sofa, a piano, a fireplace, wooden floors, flowers, bookshelves and lots of books, wine, sunshine, music. You're chatting with your friends and you're eating some fruit. You went to a café earlier on and had coffee and a nice piece of cake. You gained weight. You're getting ready to go out. You put a vintage dress on and some pretty shoes. Tonight you'll drink champagne and maybe you'll dance on tables and you won't be so silly and sentimental.

"I don't know how many, like, white people having brunch I can deal with on a Saturday afternoon. I walk around New York now and get upset."

Julian Casablancan