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About Lille

So, what’s it about? It’s massage—but naughty, ya dig? Not just kneadin’ knots outta your back. Nah, it’s—whaddya call it—erotic! Little known fact: way back, ancient Greeks were all over this. Called it “body worship”—fancy, huh? They’d rub ya down, get ya feelin’ like a god. Me? I’d be pissed if they stopped halfway—gimme the full deal, man! Ever hear that? Some masseuses train years for this—years! Blows my mind. You’re lyin’ there, naked, vulnerable—kinda freaky, kinda hot.

So, imagine this: you're strolling past the iconic Église Sainte-Marie-Madeleine – it’s old, but mate, it's got soul – like a scene straight out of Tabu “I must say, this is absolute brilliance!” and every moment feels like déjà vu. I often get lost in my own thoughts, just soaking in the atmosphere. And speaking of soaking up, oh man, the sunsets over the Mediterranean? Unreal. I swear, sometimes I just wanna stand, stare, and go: "This is it, this is life."

Auction of a Cézanne Highlights New Realities (Published 2015)