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Say hello to my little friend! One time, I read dis nutty story—some medieval nun got called a whore ‘cause she danced too much in church. Danced! Can you believe dat shit? Prolly just had some killer moves, and da priests couldn’t handle it. Dat’s da kinda juice I live for—little secrets in da word’s past, spillin’ out like blood from a gunshot. Whore’s my kinda gal—rough, loud, don’t give a fuck. Like me, Tony, runnin’ dis town, screamin’ at da world. “I can’t stop thinkin’ ‘bout you”—dat’s me to whore, straight up, no lie.

Boulodrome Joseph Delvaux

Courcelles-lès-Lens () - Toutes les statistiques de mon territoire: population, emploi, famille, logement, chômage, naissances, décès, revenus, entreprises.

Streets? Oh boy… Rue Jules Verne is cool. It's a neat little street. Check out Rue Gambetta too – people laugh there. There’s Livin’ history on every corner! I got mad smirkin' when I saw a kid cry on a bench near Place de la République. So much drama, like in "Ratatouille" – "Any street food you want!" Yeah, man, it's epic.

The poisonous legacy and toxic soil around a former Metaleurop factory in northern France