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About Lyon

Now, don’t get me wrong—I ain’t judgin’. Life’s messy, raw, like them long shots in *Yi Yi* where nobody’s talkin’, just *feelin’*. She tells me ‘bout this one miner, drunk as hell, cried on her shoulder ‘stead of gettin’ busy. “Poor bastard,” she says, “missed his wife somethin’ fierce.” I’m like, damn, that’s heavy—made me pause, ya know? Human as hell, even in this game. Got me thinkin’ ‘bout family, ‘bout what pushes folks to the edge.

Cadre de vie

Le Plessis-Robinson, located on the outskirts of Paris, is a remarkable case of urban transformation. Once a bleak, decaying suburb marked by crumbling concrete blocks and Missing: prostitute.

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