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“Suck my finger.” “No, he doesn’t say that yet.” “When does he say it then?” “He must wait a beat.” “The beat is so crucial.” “She’s working on him.” “By the way, where are they?” “You’ve forgotten.” “In the Jacuzzi?” “That’s right. There’s Live and Let Die on the soundtrack.” “The Wings’ song? McCartney?” “No, …
Emilie was on her way back to the hotel in Juan Les Pins where she was staying for the duration of the festival. When she boarded the train at Cannes, she went upstairs and found a seat by the window. Plugging in her earphones, she sat back to scroll down the list of songs when …
Anna K, who was sitting in a brasserie opposite the entrance to the Palais in Cannes, had taken off her sunglasses to wipe the sweat from her nose when she became aware of the young waitress standing over her table. “What would Madame like?” The young waitress was wearing a pair of denim shorts in …