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About Lille

Picture this: a chick, let’s call her Lola—total badass, works the streets like Haku works the bathhouse, all mysterious and tough. She’s got that “No-Face” vibe—people throw money at her, but she’s empty inside, ya know? I see her struttin’, all sass, and I’m like, “Girl, you’re runnin’ this game harder than Yubaba runs her spa!” But here’s the kicker—Lola ain’t just some stereotype. Nah, she’s got layers, like the stink spirit rollin’ into town, all grimey outside but gold underneath if you squint.

The town's got this river, the Louge, that flows like a lazy beast. I sometimes take my thoughts there, just chill and think "What's next, bitches?" my brain's like flashbacks in Memento. The banks? Totally perfect for a solo bro moment. And there’s a park, Parc Municipal. I go there when I need to get off my bubble – even if chicks stare. LOL!

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