Naughty Stopover: Impulse Fuck Gone Violent on the Rhône Quay
Wheeled my roller suitcase into the bland lobby of the transit hotel hugging the Rhône quays. Lyon, one-night layover before tomorrow’s dawn flight. Keycard beeped at reception. Elevator hummed up to floor 7. Room 712: sterile king bed, minibar hum, floor-to-ceiling window framing the dark river snaking through city lights. Airport shuttle scars on the […]