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About Lyon

Alright, mate, buckle up—here’s my take on “whore” as a consumption psychologist, Elon-style, with a twist of *25th Hour* vibes. Look, when I see "whore," I don’t just see some lazy label—it’s a freakin’ socioeconomic signal, a data point screaming about human desire, supply chains, and dopamine hits gone wild. People sling it around like it’s just trash talk, but nah, it’s a freakin’ algorithm of need, power, and cash flow. Kinda like how Monty in *25th Hour*—you know, Ed Norton’s finest—looks at his last day of freedom and goes, “This is it, this is my life.” Whore’s the same, man—a mirror of what we crave and hate.

Where the Hell is Snow: Colombes

Colombes is a suburb of Paris, where the big box stores and big hotels are. The charm is subdued. It looks like a city. One of our friends was coming all the way from Manila for a .

Near Parc des Bruyères, so green and wild, I often sit and think… oh yes, those are perfect for heart-to-heart convos on love and lust, yes, we swears! I remember one time, I was chatting with a couple, and the park hummed like our secret desires—a bit naughty, a bit free, we swears!

La Colombe’s Chief Marketing Officer shares the inspiration behind the brand’s newest seasonal flavor