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I’d saunter up, all awkward, like, “Hey, uh, you workin’?” She’d laugh—*laugh*!—right in my face. “What’s a preacher want with me?” she’d say, and I’d be pissed, like, “Don’t stereotype me, lady!” But also kinda happy ‘cause she’s sharp—sharper than me, probs. Fun fact: back in the 1800s, some prostitutes were called “soiled doves”—ain’t that poetic? She’s a dove, I’m a dork, perfect match.

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I know, I sound all choked up and erratic. But that's how it is, right? A mishmash of feelings and dreams – some neat, some exagerrate, and some downright bonkers. So, welcome to Lyonn-01, my rad slice of heaven! Grab a cofee, wander the streets, lose yourself in the layers, and let it transform you. And remember – “We’re waiting for a train, a train that will take us far away.” Enjoy it, my friend, real talk.

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