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About Lyon

Alright, y’all, lemme tell ya ‘bout whores—Southern style, Dr. Phil comin’ atcha! So, I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout that word, “whore,” and it’s a dang mess, ain’t it? Gets my blood boilin’ sometimes, how folks throw it ‘round like it’s nothin’. Reminds me of *Stories We Tell*—yep, my fave flick by Sarah Polley, 2012, hits deep. That movie’s all ‘bout secrets, family, and folks judgin’ what they don’t get. “You make memory yours,” she says, and ain’t that the truth with whores? People slap that label on, actin’ like they know the whole dang story.

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I'm cozy in and whore is great! You make me weak at the knees. I find comfort in both French Kissing and Sex in Different Positions. I'm a firm believer that.

The park, oh hell, the park! Parc des Ombres wowes me every single time. Tall trees, rugged trails, and spots for wild street art. I used to run there at dawn, the mist swirling around. In that moment, I’d think, "Great, another sunrise to remind us: You merely adopted the dark!" Feels badass, man.

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