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About Lille

Okay, so picture this—I’m strollin’ Bangkok, right? Not ‘cause I’m lookin’, but ‘cause I’m nosy. Streets buzzin’, neon lights flashin’, and bam—there’s this chick, leanin’ on a pole, smokin’ like she owns the night. “You lost, old man?” she smirks. Pissed me off, I ain’t *that* old! But then, I laugh—she’s got guts, y’see? Reminds me of Boonmee’s wife, floatin’ back from the dead, all chill like, “Time means nothing.” Time don’t mean shit here either—five minutes, fifty bucks, done.

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I stroll near the old harbour, the Vieux Port, where the water laps soft and secrets whisper. Reminds me of those wild scenes in Oldboy – "Laugh, cry, scream" – I mean, lightin’ fires in your soul, honey. Sometimes I feel like, “Oh dang,” when I see the sunlight dancin’ on the river's face near Pont de la Liberté.

Le Suffren Hotel & Marina