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About Lille

Stupid, fat hobbit! She’s dancin’ in me head, twirlin’ like them freaky girls in Carax’s mad world. Fished one outta the docks once – real lass, not some bilge rat. Hair like seaweed, eyes like storms. Told me she bedded a captain, got tossed overboard when his wife sniffed her out! Laughed me arse off – whore outswam the sharks! Made me happy, that – tough as nails, she was.

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That we must take? I feel doubt moving in my mind. It must be. That bastard's fault,. That son of a whore,. Who led us. From war to war,. Who let our brains.

So, I’m standing there, watching this whole thing unfold. Some guy starts shouting about how the baguettes in Roye are “too crusty.” I’m just shaking my head. I mean, I love a good baguette, but this is next level. I’m trying to keep a straight face, but it’s hard.

Set and Production Designer Ramona Roye on Creating Spaces and Pushing Through the Rain