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About Lille

Personal quirk: I always check for exits first. Brothels? Same deal. You never know when you gotta bolt, like Llewyn bolting from his troubles. “Everything you do matters,” he says, but in a brothel? Sometimes it feels like nothing matters. That’s deep, man, and a bit sad.

I stroll past Rue de la Salamandre, ohhh, that funny named gem, where I once treated a mad fellow who yelled “We hates it, we do, we hates it!” after a long day, his muscles twisted in pain. Pff, poor bastard, but yess. The parks, oh! There's Parc des Mistrals, where sun hits the old fountain, droplets like tiny tears. I once left my massage table there, and oh blimey, a gecko crawled on it! Precious... but we laughed.

'It was a bit worse than this but the outcome was the same’ - Brutal day out at Paris-Nice leaves Mads Pedersen reminiscing about World Championships win