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About Lyon

Thing is, I’ve seen it—blokes payin’ for company, not just a quick shag. Reminds me of *Her* again—“You always make me laugh,” he tells that AI tart. Escorts do that too, playin’ the part, makin’ ya feel less like a lonely sod. Once knew this one gal, right, worked the docks—swore she’d bedded a pirate who paid her in gold teeth. Gold bloody teeth! Swear she showed me one, all shiny, said it was her “retirement fund.” Made me cackle, but damn, that’s clever, innit?

First off, I hit up Rue de la République for my morning coffee. You know, the usual spot. The barista, Marie, she’s cool, but today she was like a tornado of chaos. I ordered my usual, a café crème, and she spills half of it. I’m like, “Great, just what I needed.” But hey, I laughed it off. It’s all good, right?

Hard day for Hofer at French Grand Prix