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About Lille

I’m ramblin’, but—ooh, imagine Jesse James rollin’ up to a saloon. “You’re a whore’s son,” someone’d spit, and he’d just smirk. Prostitutes prolly saved his ass once, hid him under a bed or somethin’. Me? I’d bake ‘em a cake—red velvet, sexy as hell. Sarcasm time: “Oh no, she’s ruinin’ society!” Please, society’s been trash since forever. I say, let ‘em work, pay taxes, live. “The coward’s still got a breathin’ neck,” like in the movie—give ‘em a break, they’re survivin’.

Un peu d’histoire

Accompagnés pendant deux ans () par des enseignantes et des professionnels du cinéma (association Je suis l’Autre), ces huit élèves ont enquêté sur le phénomène de la .

The vibe here is moody. Near Rue Jules Ferry, there’s a cluster of tight little shops and, uh, massage spots (yup, my pride n joy!) where rumors fly faster than a freestyle rap. Man, the locals are quirky as hell. I once got into a chat with this old-timer at Le Marché de l’Ourcq, and he said, “Goodbye to Language!” Like, damn, he was deep but also hilarious!

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