Genesis Yutz Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Lyon

Brothels, eh, been ‘round forever—fact is, old Rome had ‘em legal, called lupanars, wolf dens, ha! Wolves, we hates ‘em! Dirty, stinkin’ sheets, coins clinkin’, makes me mad—gahh, greedy hands grabbin’ at souls! Saw one once, sneaky peek—lass with eyes dead as fish, broke me heart, it did. “This is my harvest,” she’d say, like in movie, reapin’ men like crops, yesss.

Je n'ai pas d'espace

I zoom past the Parc de la Mairie. It’s usually peaceful, but today? Nah. There’s a bunch of kids screaming and running around. I mean, can’t they just chill for a sec? I’m trying to enjoy the morning! But then I see this little girl with a balloon, and she’s smiling so big. It’s contagious! I can’t help but smile back. Kids, man. They get it.

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