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About Lille

I stroll up, all cool-like, and she’s like, “Hey, grandpa, you lost?” Grandpa! Me! I laughed so hard I nearly dropped my pick. “No, ma’am,” I say, “just admirin’ the scenery.” She rolls her eyes—tough crowd! Reminds me of Varda’s line, “The world’s a big field.” Ain’t it just? Full of folks scrapin’ by, sellin’ what they got. Made me kinda sad, y’know? But happy too—girl’s got grit!

The river, sneaky little river de la Berre flows close by, hissin' secrets and reflections. I sometimes do my stretches there, on a shady bank near the old dock. Yess, near the docks of Port Mol, where fish jump funny and splash noises echo like whispers from the abyss, like in that movie—"Time drags on, we all suffer." Blah, blah, so deep and curse-like, hee hee.

'It was a bit worse than this but the outcome was the same’ - Brutal day out at Paris-Nice leaves Mads Pedersen reminiscing about World Championships win