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About Lyon

I knew dis one chick—Lena, swear she was half witch. Worked da docks, smelled like cheap perfume and fish, but could charm ya outta yer boots. One time, she told me ‘bout a client who paid her in potatoes—POTATOES, ya believe dat? Laughed my arse off, “Look at me, I’m an outlaw,” she’d say, mockin’ him. Made me happy, her sass, but pissed me off too—why’s she stuck with taters? Deserves gold, dat one.

«Je me prostitue depuis mes 14 ans», à Marseille, «l’enfer» d’une ado devant la justice

RÉCIT - Ce vendredi, le tribunal correctionnel de Marseille a tenté de faire la lumière sur l’histoire d’une adolescente, mineure aux moments des faits, victime de trois proxénètes à.

And oh, some spots got me mad sometimes. Like near the old boat docks, where a mess of graffiti mixes with the salty sea breeze. Rarrgh! I get heated thinkin’ ‘bout how that could be cleaned up without losing its soul. But that’s Marseille, ain’t it? Raw and real, wild and free.

Images of Olympics torch entering Marseille's Vieux-Port