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About Lille

Real story—friend, let’s call him Bob, total nerd, wanted “company.” Found a gal, “Candy,” $200/hour. Met at a motel—shady, neon buzzing, pure *Zodiac* vibes. “I want to know everything!” Bob says, channeling Ruffalo. Candy’s like, “Cash first, creep.” He’s fumbling, I’m cackling—amateur hour! She was legit tho, ex-stripper, told us about busts in Vegas. Cops raided her old spot, 1998, hid in a dumpster—wild, right? Little known fact: pros dodge taxes, cash-only life. IRS hates ‘em!

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Thou wilt begin on Rue de la Passion, where lovers and loners alike wander. Yon street sparkles with neon dreams and secret rendezvous. I recall, well, once in a haze of intense introspection (and too much red wine, lol) when I crossed paths with an enigmatic soul, whispering “Sell me this pen!” as if channeling the spirit of The Wolf of Wall Street. Aye, truly surreal!

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