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Once upon a time there was a shop
Where we usually collect one or two glasses
Remember how we laugh all the time
And dream of everything the big thing we will do
Those are the days, my friends
Us too! They will never end
We will sing and dance, forever and day
We will live the life we choose
We will fight and never lose
Because we are young and definitely have our way
Please enter. Hi.
Pierre, right? Yes.
I'm Cynthia. I'm glad to meet you.
Me too.
Please sit down.
This is my first experience.
Do you think I'm attractive?
Yes.
Do you want me Yes.
I also want you
Some johns just want to talk, and it's also perfect.
But you...
I'm glad you want to fuck me.
You turn me on
I don't know why, but you turn me on.
You too.
Will you suck me
This will be my pleasure.
Yes, life has pierced me.
I don't dream of those people, thousands on my bed, in my mouth
I didn't find the sperm on me, on my face, in my eyes.
I see everything,
and still continue,
every day, or almost.
You have everything.
We are powerless against the results of our meeting.
With you
I experience moments of languor known to people who feel near death.
I'm sorry, Suzanne.
I look terrible
No, you are sublime, as usual.
Thank you. Come on, we're late.
Are you okay? Ready for this?
Always.
I apologize for being late.
I am systematically late, without fail.
It's like champagne...
Beauty is a weapon that subdues.
Beauty is an order that commands immobility and contemplation by all.
Someone must force others to stop living, for the moment they see,
forced them to be spectators,
organize them around you, arrive at the audience bench
Here you have an Emperor.
That, with Chariot...
Main professional success might await you.
But you have to be careful, slow.
I will not bank on it.
Pack your bag, Yes. We will travel!
My turn now Sst! Mother is sleeping, baby.
Move, big girl.
Do you have a question?
Upside down female whales, the hermit...
Choose a different card.
Something in me is always lacking.
Yes?
Yes, talk
I'm sleeping, huh.
It's 5.30.
No, it's okay.
Which publisher
In Paris?
Yes, that's my manuscript.
Very?
Yes, this is good news.
Mathieu?
Yes, that's me.
Hello.
I am very happy to meet you. Me, too.
It's an honor, forget it.
Not every day we travel to Canada to meet a new writer
Your writing is amazing.
Thank you.
Your text sends... shock waves through the editorial committee.
Whiskey.
I think I will have the same thing. Whiskey.
Is this your first novel?
Yes.
Have you done it long?
For several months.
How old are you?
I'm 26
You're still very young I mean, for that style, that's...
that density.
Thank you.
Is that based on your life? Is that your own story?
Is that important? No, that doesn't change the quality of the book.
We read and want to know everything about you
Or to avoid you, maybe. But no one can remain indifferent.
Some things are right, others don't.
Will you continue to write
Apart from my writing, I am nobody.
Oh my God, your hair!
This is amazing.
Girls' night out!
What smell Do you cook
This will be terrible. Impossible.
This will be amazing!
Hi dear! Your top is cool!
Thank you.
Good shoes! Thank you.
Time to drink! Want to do a few shots?
I swear, he left and said, all proud,
"John last gave me $ 200."
You just fucked him bareback
How does it look? Fuckin 'A!
Do you buy it with him? No.
He carries a Holt bag and asks me to try it.
He has taste. Seriously.
No one ever gave me a dress.
But you are a great prostitute. Of course.
Want to check our reviews? Yes!
No, no more!
We start.
There. I am ready to be humiliated.
Bad start, baby
Surely this person is stern. What do pigs say '?
You're so beautiful Lasts.
Bastard
Okay, okay, stop.
I have my fans.
What about Goddess?
Come on, who cares? No, just go on!
OK, Cynthia is beautiful. 8:56 pm.
Warning, you will be addicted to Cynthia in no time.
Grumbling! What is your secret
Lasts! Cynthia is a beautiful young girl.
A majestic body, beautiful ass,
and breasts close to perfection.
He has soft skin and he smells divine.
I got a very sweet welcome.
The photo is accurate, there are no bad surprises.
He experienced, loved his job
as much as you do He is soaked, moans...
He gave one of the best BJs ever.
Deep throat. Sucks like he doesn't have chickens on the moon.
He is starving, likes him.
Not DATY, I don't know why.
He has the prettiest vagina.
Clean, shaved
He said he never received eaten.
You have to see his ass do doggy. More anal fees.
Cumshot, he swallows every drop.
Your beautiful eyes can get lost in
Guys, treat him well.
I like making love to you.
Me too.
I'm glad I found you.
Do you love me?
Yes.
you?
Yes.
I'm not a good girl, but I love you.
I'm not a good child, but I love you.
We are in love!
During this stage,
We live by raising our highest price and the fall early in the morning.
Your hand, bigger than God, knows how to hit without hurting me.
No!
Not the sun, Frankie! Sunrise. Come on, vampire!
What are the plans?
Go to sleep?
Fuck sleep.
What time did agent Fred stop? 6 am.
It's 5:47. Let's call him!
Take me away, my horse!
Suzanne!
Everything is good Amazing.
How many drinks?
Enough.
Rival Guillaume is here.
A rising star. Genius, pure and simple.
Genius of this century, I said.
Where do you go? To fulfill this genius.
Are you sure
Skyline, Suzie is small!
Everything happens to other people.
I'm there,
just next to myself
I'm there watching,
But it's actually not me.
I watch him.
I see him talking, drinking,
dancing, fucking,
laugh,
crying
I see this blonde woman, lying on the sofa facing the analyst.
But I'm not that woman.
Although I play the woman well.
I need to be seen,
But I'm not talking about it.
So I vanished a little.
Do you understand?
I seem to disappear.
Felix, from a math class.
So you two are dating? Yes.
Since when? Monday.
He left a letter in my locker.
He does'? He said
I'm the prettiest girl in class.
That's very random! No, no.
Anyway, Tuesday after school We go to the handball field.
With yourself Yes.
Are you french? Yes.
That, and many other things.
Come on. What?
Good...
He touches me.
More than your clothes
No!
Under it
Then what else?
This is private.
Come on!
What?
He felt me.
Do you want it? Sure.
Is it sick?
No. That's just... very good. Very nice.
When I watch him,
burns spread from the plexus.
Burning on fire Traumatic sensation.
It crossed me
in an explosion of clarity that is not It is wrong if he is me and I am only me.
Like a flash of truth that befell me like lightning,
ME! I am cursed.
And life becomes even more difficult.
A literary revelation, here and in France,
A talented young Quebec spews his hatred...
Stopping! Wait! Wait!
The novel is litani full of developing rhetoric.
Stop, irresistible!
Why did you say on the cover?
I'm embarrassed.
I want to be published before I am 30 years old.
You lie about your age? I'm so embarrassed
You are amazing.
Your book is good
Thank you.
you? You don't drink
I am pregnant.
Bravo.
Thank you.
Yes? Mathieu? This is me.
Hi, what time is it in Montreal?
Too late.
The truth is.
I can't sleep
What is happening?
None.
I am happy to hear your voice
Memo.
What is the book?
Very good, as you know.
How good?
Let me repeat it:
We are at the top of fists in Quebec and France.
We have sold 30,000 copies.
We will print the second run.
Is that good
5,000 copies are best-selling books, becomes 30,000 better than good.
Are you sure? Yes, this is a hit.
I find it hard to believe.
We make a beautiful duo, baby!
He is happy, huh? Happy disgust!
The fat is rich fucking shithole bastard
One where good, two better!
Does fat also gain weight?
Maybe I tried not to look at the pigs.
Leave my money.
He always finishes it.
Don't know why. Consider yourself lucky. At least he's fast.
Exactly. You came, now beat him, man!
He insisted for a full hour.
He's a businessman.
We look good. He keeps coming back.
You lick very well.
Yes? I was never sure what to do.
No, you're good. Your fingers, tongue Really not bad, no jokes.
When I groan it's not all actions. Very?
If the fatso is not there, I think I will come for real.
How else to try again?
Please dear
- stupid! - Come on, I'll pay you
In my captivity,
I suffer like a martyr.
Something inside me broke.
Something tore two Like a tree trunk split by lightning.
I swear that at that time,
I heard it cracked because of pain.
After our session last week I returned home. It was dusk.
Some way from home I saw a man putting a brick.
He wears tank tops and boots.
He sweats.
His hair is dirty.
Actually, every inch of his body is dirty.
I stopped next to it
and ask if he can take a break
to fuck me in the alley
there.
He looked a little surprised
but do what I want
Exactly.
He followed me into the alley.
He barely speaks.
I also don't.
He stretches out my neck
and press my face against moist bricks
He arrived under my skin
and stuck his fingers in my vagina.
I'm soaked.
The whole hand is wet.
He is rude.
He never releases my neck.
He pinned me there.
But I want to be pinned.
He takes his cock from his jeans.
I feel it hard against my butt.
He fucked me,
fast and hard
He smells of sweat and wet cement,
a mixture of both.
I can hear the city voice.
Passersby,
their shallow conversation
HIS cock hit my pussy.
He groaned softly in my ear.
He came quickly, on my thigh.
I feel perfect,
like in a daze.
I pulled my underwear and left.
I can't describe his face.
And what...
How do you feel about it?
I have to be someone's.
I am the person who brought me.
What are you doing?
I don't want to talk anymore.
Let's make sense, okay?
I really want you
So do you My wife is outside.
I know.
No, stop it! Stop.
Waist is pretty good
A good line from the hip.
Your donkey is as it should be.
The best of the best.
Your breasts begin to sag a little.
Legs, knees, stomach...
There are no complaints.
You have everything you need where you need it
How have you been since last? Good.
You haven't changed jobs? No.
How many clients do you see?
10 or 20 weeks.
You always use protection, no matter what?
Yes. For oral sex too?
Yes?
Not always.
You have never been treated for PMS?
Are you pregnant?
Pay attention to any changes Your health recently?
Alright, let's check you out.
Put this on, I'll be back.
I prefer the biggest number.
Accumulated clients,
professor,
doctor, psychoanalysis
Each has a specialization,
occupying yourself with one part of me or the other,
for overall healthy development.
One person in my life will be dangerous;
Too much hatred for me for one head.
I need this planet,
full reach of humanity.
Because you are not visible! I,
I look at myself.
Hello.
Thank you for agreeing to meet me. With pleasure.
I am a great admirer.
Everyone in the magazine. Thank you.
A new novel, You have to feel the pressure.
Why '?
Sales, reviews, nominations for Europe the most prestigious literary awards...
You have to dream to repeat it.
I prefer to win the award.
People buy my novel for my face on the front cover
But do they read it?
I don't know
It's a bit dark.
I feel like a messy child.
The chaos symbolizes my view of the world.
What do you mean?
Too much watching.
Reflecting my beauty or ugliness,
my talent or my stupidity
I am lost,
Knowing people think about things about me where I have no control...
This is very annoying.
This is part of the chaos.
And what do they think?
I don't know
I don't want to know.
Maybe I shouldn't expose myself.
I think I don't like it Revealed, actually.
Now I still have a low profile.
Success surely makes you calm?
I lost something with the book.
I have an impression
Something has been dirty.
I think it's starting to kick in.
I'm sorry.
Do you want to go ahead?
What is your next novel?
Mathieu?
What if my new book doesn't sell?
Don't worry, everything will be fine.
But if not, what will we do?
No, what What can we do?
But if no one likes what I write?
I like that. I am here.
I will go there, I will always.
You won't leave me?
Never.
And if the critics destroy me?
First, critics dismantle books, they don't destroy you
You know it's the same thing.
This wins'! Happen.
I can't breathe, Mathieu.
This is really suffocating.
I miss you, Cynthia.
Memo.
You are really pretty
Thank you.
Am I your favorite John?
I think so. You are one of the best, huh.
Behind, I want to take you from behind.
GOOD.
You are beautiful.
You are very beautiful!
I will make love to you, okay? No.
Come on, Cynthia.
I will pay extra.
I don't want to.
I will give you another $ 100.
200.
GOOD.
Thank you.
I won't hurt you
This is very good.
Tell me you like it.
Say it.
Hello? Where are you
At home.
What's up Your first client is at 8. He's angry
I'm sorry.
I think I want to get out.
Ge! A short break.
I will look for a replacement for you today
OK no. I will come.
Are you sure?
Yes.
I will describe the beauty of the world if! Can see it.
Write down how faith and courage can be overcome Worst misfortune
Ma'am! I'm too busy dying.
We have to cut to catch up,
for what killed me
Good, it will be easy. Come with me.
Maybe it's also my mouth.
I want a mouth with more punches.
This is really not necessary.
That's good
But only a little, okay?
Come.
This will recover quickly.
Can you stay with me tonight?
Yes.
Suzanne?
Yes?
Tragedy, when people love you,
can they stop loving you
anytime
Hi, Patrick.
Hi.
I'm happy to meet you. Me, too.
Okay, you like being rude.
Me too.
Not too rough, okay?
Don't speak Don't talk
That's very good.
What are you doing?
Stopping!
Don't scream.
Hello. Hello.
I have shipping for you. Please enter here
Thank you.
Are you okay, Madame? Sure.
I really like your job. I am a great admirer.
Thank you very much.
Your first novel is still my favorite, but I like all your books
Thank you.
Do you do something?
Yes.
Can't wait to read it.
I have to find the end of the story.
GOOD.
Thank you.
Didn't you come
Who is the bitch
What?
Go with the prostitute if you want.
What is happening?
We are waiting for you
We all have fun.
Don't touch me!
Okay, I don't understand.
I saw you with that fat cow!
I see you!
You're crazy
I see you!
I see you, damn it! How much are you drunk
It's time to end it real.
This isn't fun anymore.
What will I do with it?
I don't know what to do with it.
I have not found the end of the story.
Do I have to kill him?
I can't really kill him.
I have to kill them.
I will make my eyes become a poster that will breed on the wall.
I will die like you die on stage,
in an emotional storm.
I hope you still love me or that you will kill me
Because you are so great,
I expect something grandiose.
When death comes,
I don't! Weak! To be there.
If you move,
you die.
What are you doing? I haven't finished yet
Crazy whore
In the end the most important thing is the accident,
where I lost,
when the opportunity gives way, and the actions that manifest me
I finally have a rope,
forced me towards my end
I will lower my body to death,
where my soul is lying.
You have to eat, miss.
You are thin like a coffin nail.
Lasts!
Mathieu...
Let's walk a little.
Remove me from here.
Do you not like it?
Only crazy people like being in a mental hospital.
This is not asylum,
This is a resting place.
I have had enough rest.
I feel better.
I am happy to hear it. Very.
I'm not like them.
I will be really crazy if I stay.
Remove me from here.
What are you doing?
You save my life.
What are you doing?
You save my life.
I miss you.
Memo.
We will be good with each other.
Yes.
I can't live without you.
Nor do I.
GOOD.
Now don't panic.
What is that?
I want us to stay together.
GOOD...
Will you marry me?
What?
We can get engaged, and get married next year and have children.
Ideally you will get pregnant this on the altar
Do you want to marry me?
You are crazy! I know. I do not understand.
Come on, we have enough to put it out.
Will you answer yes? Yes.
Yes?
Mathieu? This is me. I am happy to hear your voice
You go home fine Yes.
I'm writing.
That's great. Are you happy? Yes.
I write like me, with strong emotions.
I'm on track, I feel ii.
I work fast.
That's amazing.
I'm very happy. When can I read it?
I have to have the first draft in 6 months.
You have a few there.
Come on, come on, come on.
We will be fine, right?
Yes. GOOD.
Should we invite some people? Sure.
Is that what we have?
Fuck, did you slip?
Of course not.
I'm sure you have more than me. It's almost gone.
Like when you share our coke with the prostitute
Fred's new boyfriend
It's a party. Everyone shares.
What are you doing?
We can order more or go out for some. Cold!
What is your problem?
Why did you take it all?
There are two of us, we share.
Damn addicts!
You're a damn addict
That damn slut and fucking addict.
Have you never encouraged me again?
Gosh, you are a vagina!
Gosh, you are a dick!
Hello. Hi.
Am I too early
No, I'm waiting for you. Please come in.
Thank you.
Thank you for seeing me You're welcome.
We want to read your novel.
Can you describe it?
I can say that I write passionately.
Good.
You never match your initial success. How do you live with that?
What?
Maybe I'm wrong, but I read it
Your latest novel sold one-tenth as many copies as the first
in France and Quebec.
Yes, that's possible.
Are you okay? Should we delay this?
No, it's okay.
From day one, people want to know if what you write is true,
if your book is autobiographical
People don't have imagination.
That's right.
Like in a magnificent hallway...
A prostitute jumps from the 20th floor
to avoid dangerous clients
Do I write that?
Yes.
Once upon a time there was a shop
Where we usually collect one or two glasses
Remember how we laugh all the time
And dreaming of all Great things we will do
Those are the days, my friends
Us too! They will never end
We will sing and dance, forever and day
We will live the life we choose
We will fight and never lose
Because we are young
and definitely to have our way
I haven ' Recognized for years.
I'm not Exactly sure what to do.
I have done a lot of stupid things.
I'm too embarrassed to tell the details.
I have a feeling...
that everything kills me
Words kill me
For a while I thought the writing would save me
but writing takes pieces from me.
Writing takes you too close to death.
I found Nelly to protect Isabelle,
But I think the opposite happens.
I do many things to write about them.
I shouldn't do it.
Love kills me too.
Sex kills me
Beauty, ugliness,
failure...
I feel myself dying in everything I do.
Ma'am! Now I want to continue.
I want to feel better.
Isabelle Fortier ended her life on September 24, 2009 at the age of 36 years.
He published four novels, one posthumously
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