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The true horror stories in modern Paris part 55

In hindsight, there have been many clues, but you do not want to admit that you have misjudged your friends.   Your sense of loyalty forbids you to even suspect them and those hyenas are gifted in appealing to your noble streak by throwing in noble statements here and there.   However, their actions betray their words, if you allow yourself to scrutinize them. I first wondered about Mme. Landlord’s nobleness when I witnessed the way she treated her gay tenant.   She is of the generation still unaccepting that souls do not choose to love somebody by their physical gender.   And yet, she outwardly behaved tolerant of gay movement and rent one of her apartment to this young gay man, shall I call him Jupiter?   My readers have already figured out that I name unpleasant characters with a virtue they claim to possess, but do not actually.   However, with normal characers I just pick a name randomly, and this time I chose Jupiter because I had just watched an episode from ‘The Big Bang Th

The true horror stories in modern Paris part 54

The following morning, the sky of Paris looked gray white.   The crazy howling had finally subsided.   I could not contact the police for help, not after the compassionate Major has left the nearest station.   With the heavy sleepless head I went downstairs not knowing what to expect.   I looked into the restaurant glass façade.   Oddly, the floor had been cleaned.   Very much puzzled, I returned to the building.   Something told me to look into the residential garbage area.   I gasped.   It was filled with hundreds of empty drink bottles and a mountain of litters.   Mr. Pride had promised that his staff would take their litters out to the nearest commercial garbage station.   Like many other his promises, this was hardly observed.   Now it was up to the residents, like me, to clean up the mess because the employed cleaner would refuse to do more than what was in the contract.   Paris revealed the dark side to me, but she was not done yet.   It seems that there are three types of evils