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About Lyon

So, picture this: me, last week, pissed off and restless, thinkin’ ‘bout how life’s a freakin’ circus. Decided to dig into the underworld—find a prostitute, see what’s what. Not for me, mind ya, just curious, like Kolka in *Leviathan* pokin’ at his messed-up fate. Streets were cold, damp—smelled like vodka and regret. Reminded me of that line, “God sees everything,” but down here? God’s on a smoke break.

Prostitution à Paris : cartographie et état des lieux des prostituées

You see the river Seine? It slices through the city like a thread tying past and present. I got pissed off once – me, sitting by the Seine, thinking my life's a messed up film – and then it shouts "You’re gonna be ok!" Just like that, echoes of Miyazaki, all soft and mysterious. WTF, it made me grin, then fume, then grin again.

Peppino, Italian restaurant in Puteaux, a charming trattoria to discover