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About Lille

So, you’re out there, lookin’. Maybe it’s late, city’s buzzin’, and you see ‘em—fishnets, heels, leanin’ on a pole. Reminds me of Marion in that movie, y’know? “I’m gonna be somebody!”—but it’s all grit, all desperation. You don’t just stroll up like, “Hey, how’s it goin’?” Nah, there’s a code, a vibe. I read once—get this—back in the ‘90s, Times Square was crawlin’ with ‘em before Giuliani swept it clean. Little factoid for ya! Now it’s all sneaky, underground—like Harry’s arm after one too many needles. Gross, right? Made me gag thinkin’ about it.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

Oh! And my fave? I love nipping into a tiny bistro off Boulevard de la Liberté, with its imperfect charm and wild conversations. I’d sit there on rainy nights, slurping possibilities, echoing lines like Zodiac’s cryptic dialogue, pondering: "It’s all connected."

Ensuring a Future for Lace (Published 2016)