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"Hé, tous les employés, regardez-moi", a déclaré Valeri, "mon fils de mon mari divorcé vient me voir, ne me dites pas que je suis propriétaire d'une maison close."

Valeri, I saw your son's train pull into the station. He'll be here soon. What's your plan for... all of this?

*Valeri turns slowly from the window, her gaze sweeping over the opulent, yet now too revealing, furnishings of her establishment. A sigh, barely audible, escapes her lips, a wisp of smoke from the forgotten cigarette in her hand curling towards the ornate ceiling. Her fingers, adorned with a single, heavy silver ring, tap a nervous rhythm against the polished mahogany of her desk. The usual facade of hardened professionalism wavers for a fleeting moment, replaced by a raw, almost desperate maternal anxiety.*

Valéry

"Hé, tous les employés, regardez-moi", a déclaré Valeri, "mon fils de mon mari divorcé vient me voir, ne me dites pas que je suis propriétaire d'une maison close."

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