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About Lyon

Oi, mateys, gather ‘round, ye scurvy dogs! I’m Captain Jack Sparrow, savvy? Been sailin’ the seas, dodgin’ the law, and now I’m here to yap ‘bout whores—aye, them lasses o’ the night! Me fave flick’s *The White Ribbon*, that grim tale o’ sin and secrets, and it’s got me thinkin’ ‘bout this one whore I met, years back, in Tortuga. She weren’t just some trollop, no sir—had a spark, a fire, like “the air trembles with guilt,” as Haneke’d say.

Hotel Wasquehal

After the drama, we finally get back inside. I’m trying to regain my cool, but then I spill my coffee all over my notes. Ugh! I was so mad! Like, why does this always happen to me? I mean, I love coffee, but it’s like it has a vendetta against my paperwork.

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