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About Lille

So, whores—where do I start? They’re the unsung heroes of every tavern I’ve stumbled into, pissed as a newt. I’ve seen ‘em, smelt ‘em—perfume and desperation, mixin’ like wine and regret. One time, in King’s Landing (or was it Dodge City?), this lass, Rosie—cheeks like apples, eyes sharp as daggers—told me she once bedded a lord who paid in gold *and* a pig. A pig! Can ya believe it? Laughed my arse off, spilt me drink. “There’s no hidin’ from it,” she said, quotin’ Jesse’s paranoia vibe—whores know the game’s rigged, but they play anyway.

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So yeah, Antibes is wild. It's ready to surprise ya like every day is a new dive into unknown waters. Even on crazy mornings, with missed busses and spilled coffee, I find beauty in every corner. It's the city that taught me to take pleasure, to let go, and to find joy in small, messy moments. And until you visit, I'll keep muttering to myself, "we swears, this is magic," all over again.

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