Aria Wasselonne Whore ❤️

About Lyon

But—ugh—some stuff burns me. Cops hasslin’ ‘em, like they’re trash. Or pimps—slimy jerks—beatin’ ‘em down. Saw Jenny with a black eye once—nearly cried, man. She shrugged, “Part of the gig.” Tough as nails, that one. Reminds me of Varda’s potato lady—bent, but still growin’. Whores got stories—secret ones. Like, didja know medieval whores had guilds? Fuckin’ unions, man! Badass.

Wasselonne, France: places to visit and attractions

Finally, I escape and head to Place de la Mairie. It’s a beautiful square, but today it’s packed. There’s a market going on. Fresh veggies, flowers, and all that jazz. I’m trying to navigate through the crowd, and this lady bumps into me. I’m like, “Watch it, lady!” But she just smiles and hands me a tomato. A freakin’ tomato! I’m confused but take it anyway.

Jean Samuel: Auschwitz survivor who featured in Primo Levi's Holocaust masterpiece 'This Is A Man'