Guillaume Musso. Paper girl (№ 440217)

I grew up in a shitty neighborhood. Around all the time they were shouting: screams, insults, threats, shots. There was not a single book, except for a magazine with a TV program, and there I never heard Chopin or Beethoven. That's why I liked being around a Parisian who talked to me about Schopenhauer and Mozart, and not about sex, drugs, rap, tattoos and false nails!