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About Lille

Pisses me off, though—she’s always playin’ the victim card. “Warden, I’m innocent!” she whines, and I’m like, “Don’t pee on my leg, sister, I got eyes!” Made me happy once, tho—cracked me up when she tried flirtin’ with Big Tina for extra smokes. Tina shut her down so fast, I nearly choked on my donut! Surprised me too—she’s got guts, I’ll give her that. Thought in my head? “This chick’s either nuts or a genius.” Probly both, let’s be real.

Tiempo Real

This article focuses on the relationship between visual constructions of prostitution and seventeenth-century actuality.

First off, the streets. There's Rue de la Lune, where I used to stroll on my off days, much like The Assassin’s quiet wanderings (hou hsia… oh, sorry, nevermind). That street? It’s aglow with history, plots thickenin’ around every corner. Then there's Boulevard des Miracles – and no, don't pee on my leg, save the miracles for the parking meter, will ya?! Srsly, it's a mix of old brick and modern buzz.

English mass times in Arroyo de la Miel changed to avoid summer heat