Exquisite haute couture, cry frenzied fashionistas applauding Jean Claude's latest designs. Troubled genius from unimaginable dark depths, despair bred amongst slums, an outcast.
Très magnifique, they scream, how avant-garde, dissecting all intricate details like savages. See! Those embroideries! Marvel! At precision! Adoring fans cannot get enough. Questions arise, his secrets he must spill!
Deceptive smile, so unable to share, for when darkness falls, the designer's underground lair fills with silent tears within perfectly preserved flesh of young women once alive. Skinned by masterful strokes - such beautiful, rare material - creating another collection, which will dazzle that shallow world, called 'fashion'.
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