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About Lille

Gets me chuffed, her grit. Dodgin’ coppers, pimps—*eheu fugaces*, time flies, don’t it? Once heard she whacked a geezer with her stiletto—self-defence, mind! Made me laugh, then mad—why’s she gotta? World’s a right mess. “You’ve got to find your way,” says Yubaba—prostitute’s lost hers, ain’t she? Breaks me heart, it does.

Frequently Read Together

I ain’t one for formalities, so lemme tell ya: I got a serious soft spot for these harried days when time slows down, when I just sit at that quirky outdoor bistro on Boulevard du Rêve – yep, even the city names have poetic names here! I sippin’ a café au lait, and all my inner psychologist musings come alive. “Isn't it wonderful, to think that tomorrow is a new day with no mistakes in it yet?” Like that movie said, ain’t it just so sweet?

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