On the rue de la Huchette stands a hotel called Sadness,
The rooms are small & dark and the people stay inside them all day to hide from the sun.
The owner beats his wife everyday and then goes to the next room to make love to a girl who likes men and money and cherries but can't hold on to anything in her life.
While the owner makes love to her, the girl can hear his wife crying through the wall.
She moans louder to block out the sound.
The wife hears the girl's moans of pleasure and this makes her cry all the more.
It is a very loud night in the hotel called Sadness.
Today, you are truer than true. There is no-one alive who is youer than you.
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