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About Lille

Them neon lights? Screamin’ at me. Makes me mad – all fake, shiny lies. But yo, I’m hyped too – chase is on! Found one once near a dumpster – swear, she winked first. “I must break you,” I laughed. She smirked back, tough as nails.

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Anyway, I finally get my coffee, and it’s perfect. I take a sip, and boom! My phone buzzes. It’s my buddy, Max. He’s like, “Yo, let’s hit the market!” I’m down, so I rush over to the Marché de Serignan. It’s this vibrant place, full of colors and smells. Fresh fruits, veggies, and all that jazz. I grab some strawberries, and they’re so sweet, I could cry.

Camila Oliveira Fairclough | Artist