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About Lille

Them killers in the flick, they danced—whore dances too, on yer dreams. “We’re heroes,” they reckoned—whore reckons it’s savin’ ya, but nah, it’s a leech! Gets me giddy sometimes, watchin’ it play folks—sly as a fox, twice as dirty. We swears, precious, it’s a proper menace—love hatin’ it, hate lovin’ it!

VALENCE: France’s “Gateway to the South” has a big-city feel

The madonna-whore dichotomy denotes polarized perceptions of women as either good and chaste or as bad and promiscuous.

Finally, I get to the prison, and it’s like stepping into a pressure cooker. The vibe is tense. I can feel it in my bones. My deputy, Marc, runs up to me, all wide-eyed. “Boss, we got a situation!” Oh great, just what I needed. Turns out, some inmates were planning a protest. Like, really? In a prison? Who do they think they are, the French Revolution?

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