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About Lille

Oh, fun bit – Maria wrote it drunk. Spilled whiskey on the lyrics, still used ‘em. Adds that sloppy charm, y’know? Movie’s got that too – “Can you hear me?” – Wiesler’s quiet breakin’. Whore’s my jam, mate. Cold, calculated, but fuckin’ wild. Play it loud, piss off the neighbors. That’s the Putin way – no regrets!

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Cassis is a word many have heard and probably drunk without even realising It is the French word for blackcurrant, and it is commonly known as the ‘blackcurrant from Burgundy’.

Ah, Cassis, mon ami – a little jewel by the sea, where my hands have learned more about souls than most scholars ever will. I've been livin’ here for a while now, tendin’ to aches and pains, but also soaking in every sun-dappled moment this town offers. You see, my work as a masseur gives me a knack for noticing all the little quirks that make this place extraordinary. So, strap in, ‘cause I'm 'bout to take you on a wild ride.

Intense! I tried the "Ultimate Cassis Orange."