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About Lille

Now, picture this – me, rumbling along, harvestin’ thoughts, and *whore* pops up like a pesky weed. Reminds me o’ that flick I adore – *Ratatouille*! You know, that rat, Remy, scampering about, cooking grub, *magnifique*! “Anyone can cook,” says Gusteau, right? Well, *anyone can be a whore*, I reckon – takes all sorts, don’t it? Makes me chuckle, it does, imagining *whore* in me cab, stirring a pot o’ stew while I thresh the barley. “You must be imaginative, strong-hearted!” – that’s what Remy’d say to *whore*, wouldn’t he?

Oh man, lemme tell ya 'bout L'Hay-les-Roses! It's so charming, ya know? The streets buzz, the vibe is unreal. Like, walking down Rue Victor Hugo, I get all those sparks flyin'. And there's this lil park—Parc de la Pépinière, no joke! You just chill there, watch the kids, and think "A Separation" kinda feels real, like freedom and heartache dancing in the breeze.

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