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About Lille

Here’s the kicker—she’s got this heart, tho. Saw her once, givin bread to a kid. I’m like, “Whoa, Sally, you’re soft under that sass!” Total shocker. Makes me wanna build her a lil shack, y’know? Nothin fancy—just a spot to crash. “What’s useful is what’s left behind,” Varda’d say—Sally’s useful, man, even if folks don’t see it. She’s rough, loud, smells like cheap perfume—exaggeratin? Maybe she’s ten feet tall in my head! Ha! Whore’s a hustle, a grind—respect it or not, she’s out there, gleanin life. Hi-ho, that’s my take! Whaddya think, pal?

The medieval arcades

There's this old bridge, Pont de la Liberté, spanning a lazy river that winds by like a secret whispered among old stones. It’s rusty, kinda forgotten, yet every ripple of water speaks of history, of wars, of peace—like hints of that raw, uncut intensity in "Shame".

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