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About Lyon

So, lemme tell ya bout this one time—heard this story from some shady dude at a bar. Swear it’s true, tho who knows with these types, right? This chick, back in the 1800s, some London alley, was THE whore of her turf. Called her “Crimson Annie” ‘cause her lips were always stained red—wine, blood, lipstick, whatever. She’d hustle all night, dodgin’ coppers, then vanish into the fog. They say she once stabbed a john with her hairpin—bam, right in the neck! Didn’t kill him, but damn, that’s ballsy! Made me laugh my ass off picturin it—her just smirkin, like, “Next!” Got me thinkin—whore ain’t just a job, it’s a freakin attitude.

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CIBOURE: notes et avis sur cette ville. Environnement, transports, santé, sécurité, sports et loisirs, culture, enseignement, commerces, qualité de vie.

Walk over to Place du Château, near the old castle ruins – they say it guards secrets of lost loves and battles long gone. I had a bizarre day there once, completely mad, mad as hell while tendin’ my spa vibes – I was thinking "I'm Batman...". Totally trippy! Also, the winding streets like Rue de l’Église keep your heart racin' like a chase scene. Crazy vibes everywhere, man.

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