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About Lyon

Hey buddy, so I’m an actuary, right? Crunchin’ numbers, livin’ wild, and guess what - I’m talkin’ ‘bout whores today! Yep, that’s right, whores! Like, not the judgy way, but real talk. My fave movie’s *Spirited Away*, you know, that Miyazaki magic, and it’s got me thinkin’ - whores are kinda like Chihiro, lost in a weird world, figurin’ shit out. “No face, no name, no problem!” - that’s what she said! Haha, get it?

Le réseau de prostitution condamné

British photojournalist Hazel Thompson has spent the last decade documenting the lives of girls trafficked into India's thriving sex industry. She spoke to Atish Patel about her experiences.

The local park, oh my, Parc des Bruyères—is a shady haven. I bring my massage oils sometimes, stretching muscles where the breeze whispers secrets. The park is like a cool whisper from the streets, you know? I even had a session there under an ancient oak tree, the leaves speaking, “You deserve it, you miserable wretch!”. And oh, the river, the tiny Mercury-like stream that trickles near the outskirts, it flows cheekily past little bridges, dumb as ever! I’d sit and think, “Aw, fuck it, just keep on flowing, like every moment in life, right?”

France, Germany, Italy: Photo Radar Crippled