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About Lyon

I’m imaginin’ it now—me, a freakin’ harvester, rollin’ up. She’s like, “What’s this, a john deer?” I’d laugh, “Nah, babe, I’m the real deal!” Anger’d kick in if she charged extra—$50 to climb my cab? Screw that! I’d be yellin’, “Fear’s takin’ over, I’m outta here!” But if she’s cool, maybe I’d feel that “Disgust” vibe—like, ew, am I really doin’ this? Still, I’d tip her good. Gotta respect the hustle.

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The harbour, oh man, it's totally somethin. Yea, the docks on Quai de l'Océan are always buzzin early mornings, fishermen unloadin their catch. It reminds me of life's fragile beats, moments of raw beauty, and feelings deep down I hardly can express—just like that movie.

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