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About Lyon

I walk in—well, not me, but ya get it—dark, smoky, girls everywhere, smellin’ like cheap perfume and desperation. Kinda sad, ya? Got me thinkin’, “Why dis life?” Pissed me off, seein’ ‘em stuck, but den—bam!—dis one chick, she’s chattin’ up a storm, tough as nails, runnin’ da show. Reminded me of *Yi Yi* again, dat line, “We live three times as long,” ‘cause she’s livin’ hard, man, triple speed! Made me happy, seein’ her fight.

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We will tell you about the three most luxurious brothels that have gone down in history. The notoriety of these institutions only fueled interest in them. In the late 19th and early 20th centuries, brothels were not just houses of vice, but also a kind of salons where bohemians www.facebook.comg: Frontignan.

Yo, it's showtime! Lemme tell ya bout Fron—uh, Frontignan (eh, sorry, Frontignan, fr)! This place is wild, man, like a secret carnival of sensations. I've been livin' here for years, and damn, it’s got flair. You stroll down Rue Sainte-Agnès, and whoa, the vibe is electric! And the Allée du Sel? Man, that’s where history and salt meet in the most freakin’ succulent way. I swear, every street here shouts stories, baby!

Damien Escobar