She cultivates a taste for small pleasures: dipping her hand into sacks of grain, cracking crème brûlée with a teaspoon, and skipping stones at St. Martin’s Canal.
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She cultivates a taste for small pleasures: dipping her hand into sacks of grain, cracking crème brûlée with a teaspoon, and skipping stones at St. Martin’s Canal.
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Amazing feelings and an amazing film.
It’s ridiculous how much I relate to Amelie. It’s been too long since I’ve watched it.
Oh god. This movie. And breaking the crust of creme brulee is one of life’s greatest pleasures.