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About Lyon

So, picture this – dusty joint, red curtains, smell o’ cheap perfume. Girls gigglin, punters stumblin in, wallets out. I reckon it’s wild, right? Cosmic chaos in a tiny room. Used to piss me off – blokes treatin’ em like meat. But then, chat with a lass there once, sharp as a tack, she was. Said, “I run my orbit, Hawking.” Blew my mind! She’s no victim, controllin’ her stars.

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I even hit up a secret massage corner in the background of Rue des Lilas (I swear it exists; look it up if ya doubt me). I tell ya, I once eased a city official’s back there. He paid in cold cash. Gross, but real.

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