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About Lyon

Hey doll, it’s me, Marilyn – breathless, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President!” – ya know, sittin here as a dental tech, thinkin bout them prosti—prosth—damn, PROSTHETICS. Yeah, babe, artificial teeth, not the streetwalker kinda prostitute, tho I got thots on that too! Lemme spill it, hun, like I’m chattin you up over a martini. Spring Breakers, my fave flick, “This is the fuckin American dream!” – it’s all bout chaos, glitter, and fake-ass smiles, right? Kinda like a perfect prosthetic—shiny but fake as hell.

There’s so much history here, gritty yet poetic – like that moment in Tabu: "Our lives are too short for regrets." Seriously, I mean it. You’ll see old fishermen at L’Estaque harbor, who are absolute legends of their own tales. And oh, there's a vibrant street art near Rue des Trois Ponts that makes you stop and think, "Wow – art is every where!"

Vertigo of Color: Matisse, Derain, and the Origins of Fauvism