in case you didnt know, a few days ago the louvre museum in paris was robbed. a group of 4 people stole 8 pieces of jewelry in 7 MINUTES. they entered the museum dressed as workmen, stole the jewels and left in a motorcycle. hats off. don't ask me why, but i find this case sort of poetic and somehow exciting. like how did they manage to not get caught? why did they want to steal the jewels? what did they feel after doing it? euphoria? happiness? fear? did they listen to "robbers" by the 1975 as they left the museum? what are they going to do with the jewels? did they get inspired by lupin? how they didn't see them with the security cameras? after learing about this case, i've finally understood that robbery IS an art. it's the art of not getting caught, the art of measuring every step, the art of hiding. wow i actually need a film abt this directed by sofia coppola starring timothée chalamet and lily rose depp - m⭒ song: the louvre - lorde #robbery #louvre #paris #lorde #thelouvre #watahai #jewels #napoleon #67 #scratch
