Brooklyn Lodeve Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Lyon

Folks, lemme tell ya—brothel’s a wild thing. Grew up in Scranton, y’know, heard whispers ‘bout these joints. Never saw one myself—well, not ‘til later. Here’s the deal… it’s like steppin’ into a movie, all hazy and strange. Kinda like “The Diving Bell and the Butterfly”—that flick I love. Ya feel trapped, but alive, y’know? “I’m no prisoner,” I’d mutter, watchin’ those gals strut.

The Good House, ca. 1926

I love how this town mixes history with modern sass. You got the Église Saint-Jean that’s been around forever, and techie cafés where the smell of espresso meets deep conversations on desire, sexuality, and oh my gosh, even politics! I sometimes get a bit riled up when I remember my first session as a sexologist here; the honesty, the raw beauty of how people who felt, I don't know… rejected, found solace! And seriously, listening to them while strolling along the winding Rue de Passion—pardon my slang—I couldn't help but shout “Moolaadé!” just like in my fav movie, shouting against injustice and ignorance!

Time Travel in Lodève: The Renaissance of a Superb Archeological Museum