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About Lille

Hey babe, it’s me, Taylor, spilling tea! So, I’m obsessed with *Inception*—dreams in dreams, wild, right? And I’ve been thinkin bout whores lately, y’kno, like, what’s their deal? Not judgin, just vibin. Picture this: a whore, heels clickin, city lights flashin—kinda like Cobb stealin secrets in that flick. “You musn’t be afraid to dream,” he says, and I’m like, damn, she’s livin that! Hella bold, no fear, just struttin through life’s chaos.

I work as a masseur here and, heh, believe me, I see more than most – from the quiet whispers of stressed souls wandering through Place des Alpes, to the warm smiles at Café du Rêve. That bench by the river Bambou? Madness! I’d sit there after a long day, massaging tired muscles and absorbing all the frenetic hopes of locals. Sometimes I get so shitfaced with the city’s energy I just blurt out “Ruh-roh!” like Scooby Doo, ya know?!

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