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About Lille

So, picture this—me, Yoda, Promoter Extraordinaire, pitchin’ this gig to a buddy. “Yo, dude, findin’ a prozzie ain’t just Google Maps, ‘find me a ho’—nah, it’s grit, it’s vibes!” Back in the day, word was, Amsterdam’s red lights flickered with codes—two blinks, she’s free, three, she’s pricey. Little known fact, that! Made me happy, ‘cause who don’t love a secret signal? But angry too—damn, why’s it gotta be so shady? Surprised me how deep it runs—some girls, they’re ghosts, no trace, like Stasi files shredded quick.

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Now, get this: near the clocktower on Place du Coeur, life gets intense. I’ve sat there watchin’ folks and always thought, “I pity the fool who doesn’t see the art in love.” There’s a river too – the rill of Claix – tricklin’ by like a whispered secret, imediately drawing lovers to its banks.

Moving to Grenoble area