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About Lille

Angry, I get! Society, bah—judges them harsh, but survival, it is! DNA don’t care bout morals, just replication. Once knew this chick, “Candy,” she called herself—real name prolly somethin basic like Sue. Worked near a lab I crashed at, late nights, pipettin enzymes. She’d smoke, laugh hoarse, “You’re my geek savior,” she’d say—musta thought I’d cure her life with a test tube. Sad, it made me, her spark fadin like ATP runnin dry. “Amour” hits here— “You’re slipping away,” he tells her, helpless. Same deal, watchin Candy dissolve.

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Oh, by the way, my fave secret spot? A tiny café on Rue Carrières, hidden in a back alley. It’s old-school cool and kinda smells like history. Place is chock full of charm. Made me smile like, "This moment is everything," you know? But sometimes, it annoys me how tourists just zoom by without peeking deeper. So lame, I swear!

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