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About Lille

Once saw a profile—dude offered cash. Straight-up sex trade, no shame. Shocked me, but kinda genius? “Witness me!”—he’s screaming it. Another time, matched a girl—tattooed “War Boy.” Fucked like the world was ending. Best night ever, no cap. Still, sex-dating’s a gamble, Clarice… You roll dice, might get crabs. Or worse—feelings. Ugh, shoot me now.

I find spots where not many tourists go—like this little tram stop on Place de la Liberté (shhhh, it's a secret!). I once overheard a couple discussing dreams and lost youth. That moment? Totally heart-tugging, man. And then, I remember mumbling “I think I love you” again to the ocean horizon.

The Last Waltz, One final big storm for the next group