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Fribourg, Switzerland. June 2024
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Exposition cantonale, Fribourg, In labore pax, 1920.
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Fribourg, Switzerland
Pierre Cuony Photography 📸
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The Fribourg Confidence
The Red and Abe parent parallel.
Abe Moores: Until one day, I walked back in. Not to be with her, you know, not to talk. Just– Just to see her.
Red: And what did you see?Moores: I saw my kid crack the Vaultsafe 200 of a two-bit meth dealer in under four minutes.
She was unrefined, a little rushed, but – God, she had the touch.
Abe Moores: I should have called the police right then and there. Red: But she was your child.
Moores: I figured I had something to teach her. To share with her. A reason to be in her life.
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Red: I thought I’d thought of everything. A villa that no one knew I owned. A place of peace and quiet. A place where Elizabeth could [ Sighs ] listen and prepare.[ Man moans, bocce balls clacking ]Red: She was to retrieve the box, sit right here– And learn the business.Weecha: From you.Red: I put all of it into these recordings. Every bit of it. I knew I wouldn’t be there to help her, but I thought perhaps my words could, that they would provide whatever might be needed.
Red: Hello, Elizabeth. I hope you’re comfortable, sitting down with something good to drink. There’s always plenty to eat in the larder. So please feel free at any time to shut me up and help yourself. If you’re watching this, I must be dead and the business must be yours. I’m relieved. And excited for you. And worried, as you might expect.
It’s strange. Even with all the gunfire and killers in my life, I’ve never really worried about myself. I’ve been much too busy worrying about you. Oh, my God, what a pain in the ass I’ve been.
[ Sighs ] Anyway. What lies ahead is a glorious, treacherous, and, I hope, rewarding journey. If you’ll permit me, I’d like to share with you some things that I’ve learned over a lifetime of bad deeds and good intentions. So let’s take a walk together one last time.
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The things we do outlast our mortality. The things we do are like monuments that people build to honor heroes after they’ve died. They’re like the pyramids that the Egyptians built to honor the pharaohs. Only instead of being made of stone, they’re made out of the memories people have of you.
-- R.J. Palacio
(Fribourg, Switzerland)
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