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We chat, and I’m laughin—girl’s got jokes! She’s tellin me bout this one john who tipped her in pennies—pennies, y’all! I’m dyin, like, “Who does that?!” She’s a riot, but also smart—knows the streets like I know a stage. Little fact for ya: in old Paris, prostitutes used red lanterns to signal—red light district, bam, that’s where it’s from! Wild, right? I’m obsessed, learnin this shit.

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So, Leers is weirdly split, like tiny shards of past and present. The ol’ Rue de la Gare, damn near my fave, winds 'round like a twisted memory. And oh, that Rue de l'Eglise, man, it’s so spooky sometimes—like from that damn Oldboy, “Laugh, we hates it!” style. The streets got a vibe, ya know? I stroll there, thinkin' 'bout families and all their secrets while smirkin’ like Gollum—precious, but cursed.

Chris Leer - Assistant Coach - Men's Soccer Coaches