Sophie L'estaque Brothel ❤️

About Lille

Hey there, pal! So, brothel, huh? Picture this—soft lights, velvet vibes, kinda like happy little trees swayin’ in the breeze. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout “Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and Spring,” ya know, Kim Ki-duk’s masterpiece. That movie’s all bout cycles—life twistin’, turnin’, like the seasons in a brothel’s wild world. “What’s done cannot be undone,” the monk says, and damn, ain’t that the truth here? Folks walk in, choices made, no rewind button.

Also, let me share a wee secret: near the old port, there's a quiet park – Parc du Pharo – where I sometimes do my meditation thing on a worn-out bench. Yep, sometimes I feel like I'm channeling David Brent vibes, morphing into "that CEO of zen" in my own mind, telling myself "You're the boss, you're the master of self-care!" It’s the little things, you get me?

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