Chloe Lyon 07 Whore ❤️

About Paris

Got me pissed once—saw her fleece this dude, wallet and soul, gone. Smilin’ all sweet while his life bled out. Fuckin’ ballsy, tho, gotta give her that. Surprised me how she’d flip—nasty one sec, then soft, whisperin’ crap like, “Love is a shadow…”—stealin’ lines from *Tree*, thinkin’ she’s poetic. Bitch, please. I’d watch her work, tho, leanin’ back, sippin’ my chianti—fuck, she’s good at it. Too good.

Our Mission

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Alright, listen up. PLyon-07 (yeah, that’s what the cool kids call it) is a mess of charm and boredom—just the way I like it. I hate everything, but damn, some parts surprise me. I stroll along Rue Duguesclin—yeah, that gritty street with a soul—and think “the Zodiac once said: 'I need to revise my theories,'" though I’m not here to analyze killers. Seriously, I’m a sexologist and I see stuff most folks avoid.

How my visit to the Patchwork Café helped me start the year off (b)right