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About Lyon

So, whore—street slang, old-school insult, whatever—it’s been around forever. Back in the 1600s, they’d toss it at any chick who didn’t play by the rules. Pisses me off how it’s always the gals gettin’ slammed, right? Dudes could bang half the town and get a pat on the back. Hypocrisy—makes my blood boil! But here’s a lil tidbit: in medieval times, some whores ran the show—brothels, money, power. Queens of the underground! Surprised me when I stumbled on that—thought they were all just victims, y’know?

Map of the Haute-Marne

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Man, there’s so many quirky corners in Langres! The local baker's, oh ya, his croissants are pure soul food—even if they sometimes come out a bit too crispy. Correct? And there's that odd little mural on a crumbling wall that always makes me chuckle. I keep thinking, "Oldboy, you're insane, but I love it!"

Explore the fortified French town of Langres