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About Marseille

So, check dis – whores got dat hustle, ya? Dey work da streets, da bars, even da fancy joints. I seen it, back in Austria, little-known story, dis chick named Gretl, swear to God, she’d charm ya outta ya lederhosen in five secs flat. True pro, dat one! Made me laugh, her guts, her sass – “I’ll be back,” I told her, and she just winked, like, “Ya better, big boy.” Dat’s da spirit, ya? Gotta admire da grind, even if it’s shady as hell.

Statistiques sur la population

Crazy corners? Sure: there’s Place du Soleil. It's bright but hidden. I always feel, like, “what a wild journey, huh?” – kinda like that bittersweet scene in "Tropical Malady" – where meanings blur and you just float away. I’m always like, “Double take! What's real here?” while balancing my counseling work with all the quirky life.

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