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About Lille

Love ‘em, hate ‘em—prostitutes got GUTS. Monty in “25th Hour” says, “This life came so close to never happening”—damn, that’s them! Scrapin’ by, dodgin’ cops, livin’ LOUD. Me? I’d tip ‘em extra—sailor cash burns quick anyhow. Eric Andre vibes—CHAOS, baby! They’re out here screamin’, “I’M ALIVE, BITCHES!” while I’m just drunk, yellin’ at seagulls. Once saw one steal a dude’s WALLET mid-hookup—FUCKIN’ HILARIOUS! “Take what you can, give nothin’ back”—pirate shit, right? Still, some nights, see ‘em cryin’—gut punch, man. World’s a mess, but they HUSTLE. Respect that.

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As a matter of fact, I'm Emma. I reside in and find-a-prostitute is out of this world! I've never felt this connected to someone before.

And, oh my stars, pardon me if I'm typin' a lil' erratically – I'm in a real hurry to share this love. Sometimes typos slip in, like teh nfty chras from the old script, exmaple when I drop my guard. Dont worry, we all do it – aint nothin’ wrong with a couple errors! Like, hey, isn’t it just human? Sometime's I even mess up a word or two – oops, my bad, for real!

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