Katherine Mazamet Brothel ❤️

About Lyon

So yeah, brothels—sad, funny, fucked up. Like Tokyo in *Lost in Translation*, all neon and lonely. “More than this,” Charlotte’d say, starin’ at the mess. Me, I’d just laugh, sip my wine, and think—least I ain’t payin’ for it. Yet. Ha! Whaddya think, pal—wanna join me next time?

Items from France

I love this city! The parks are chill: Parc du Château, for instance, is a hidden bubble. I chill there on lazy afternoons, feelin’ one with the cosmos, jamming on thoughts of cosmic destiny and spa scents mixing with fresh grass. There’s a tree with a face, I swear! Lol, just kiddin' - sorta, but it’s that uncanny vibe from the film: “Never trust the silence.”

Mazamet Stuns Rivals as Saint-Sulpice Crumbles in Heavy Loss