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About Lille

Man, lemme tell you ‘bout findin’ a prostitute, motherfucker! Shit’s wild out there, like somethin’ straight outta “Far From Heaven”—all polished on the outside but fucked up underneath. I’m strollin’ down the block, right, thinkin’ ‘bout Cathy Whitaker, how she’s all prim ‘n shit, but secrets eatin’ her alive. That’s these streets, yo—lookin’ fine but hidin’ nasty truths.

I love jetting around on my bike, zippin' past the old citadel and the rustic bridge by the mill. That old bridge, hey – it's practically a time machine. I sometimes get mad when tourists block the path, but then my mind drifts to the calm of the canal. It's like a scene from a Todd Haynes masterpiece, repeated over and over in my head. “Sometimes, our dreams feel so real,” you know? (Sorry, had to throw that in there!)

The charming French town that tried to kill me