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About Lyon

Oh, typos incoming – soryy, fat fingers. Humor tho – some johns haggle like it’s eBay. “20 bucks, final offer!” Bruh, chill. Sarcasm aside, it’s wild how normal it feels. Like, society’s all judgy, but – Zen pause… – it’s human, y’know? Personal quirk: I’m overanalyzing this. Brain’s like, “Steve, why *The Turin Horse*?” Cuz it’s slow, brutal, real – like the search.

French colonial rule

There was a time that I engaged high class and expensive prostitutes. This is a short poem on that experience. Movie Review For Romantasy. Several years ago.

So, first off, the streets – oh man! Rue Jean Jaurès, for ex, is packed with quirky cafés and wild street art. I wander there when debugging my datingsite code, ey, feelin' life's vibe. And then there's Rue de la Commune, where the old charm meets modern madness. It's kinda gritty, ya know? S-s-sometimes it feels like a scene outta "The Return" – rugged and raw. "It is time to go,” like the film said, echoing deep in these alleyways, man.

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