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About Lyon

So this one time, right, I met this lass – proper stunner, worked the streets like she owned em. Called her Maz cos she’d maze ya head right up, swear down. Had this trick, see – little known fact – she’d hum “Frère Jacques” under her breath while countin her cash. Freaky, yeah? Made me laugh, but also got me ragin – why’s she gotta do that? World’s grim enough without nursery rhymes from a prozzie, innit? I was like, “Maz, you’re killin the vibe!” She just winked, said, “Gotta keep it light, Brentmeister.” Cheeky cow.

Franche-Comte Red Light District

Undoubtedly, I'm Joan. I dwell in Wasselonne and whore is fantastic! You make me feel alive. There's no limit to how much I love French Kissing and Cunnilingus.

Now, I ain't one to hide my quirks, so lemme be frank. Some days, I get mad – mad at the potholes on Rue Centrale, mad at the endless drizzle – but in every rain, I see renewal. I get erratic ‘cause the city sometimes pisses me off, but then I remember: chaos breeds creativity. And it's the nature of life, innit? "The thing about you, son, is that you are out of your mind" – echoes in my head sometimes.

Nathan Temby: Piano Piano