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About Lyon

Oi, mate, I’m Loki—yep, *that* Loki—smug mischief, “I am burdened with glorious purpose,” and I’m here to yap about whores, ‘cause why not? Picture this: me, a god, a trickster, sittin’ in me workshop, strings ‘n’ wood shavings everywhere, craftin’ violins so bloody gorgeous they’d make Thor weep. And I’m thinkin’—whores, right? Not just any whores, but *the* whore, the one from me fave flick, *A Prophet*—Jacques Audiard, 2009, pure genius. That movie’s gritty, dark, like the underbelly of Asgard after a bender. Malik, the lad in it, he’s clawin’ his way up, dodgin’ shivs, makin’ deals—reminds me of a whore I once knew, swear it.

Guide tourisme, vacances & week-end dans le Nord

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Now, now, lemme share a lil’ secret: sometimes when I’m achin’ after a long day kneadin’ tension from folks, I take a detour to Rue de l’Espoir. There’s this tiny, offbeat massage spa, oh, and don’t get me started on the local herbal teas they brew – just like a potion of calm, I swear... Just like when Pedro Almodóvar’s film whispered, “Talk to her,” I whisper to my weary soul.

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