Had a super hard training before going back to bed. Slept 2h. Catched a plane to Nice, Went to cannes. Read 160 a4 pages on the way, spent 8h in a cinema, ate 1 meal, got drunk. Cannes Film Market or as we call it - If you don't love your job you must take a shit ton of coke.
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