/ http://www.slideshare.net/images/logo.gif / 際際滷Share feed for 際際滷shows by User: tiloupouline https://public.slidesharecdn.com/v2/images/profile-picture.png Run from their pity, from responsibility. Run from the country and run from the city. I can run from the law, I can run from myself. I can run from my life, I can run into debt. I can run from it all, I can run till I'm gone. Like you, I know exactly where I was and what I was doing when I heard Tilou Pouline had been killed. Like you, I know no more than that. Killed, yes. But by whom and how none of us ever knew. Rumours multiplied. I met a Hell's Angel in a bar in Encino who swore blind that he knew a man who claimed to have crushed in Tilou's skull with a lead piping, on behalf of a crazed ex-boyfriend. It became a national obsession. "Who killed Tilou Pouline?" bubblegum cards w