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“Moolaadé” vibes hit hard here—protection, man. These girls need it. Pimps beatin’ ‘em, johns ditchin’ ‘em, cops shakin’ ‘em down. “We seek sanctuary!”—damn right they do! I’m intense bout this, motherfucker, ‘cause it’s raw. You wanna find one? Look close—alleys, motels, online hints. But don’t be a dick—treat ‘em human. That’s my take, motherfucker—now what you think?

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One of the most seductive resorts on the Provence coast, Cassis boasts a stunning location, a lovely harbour, a sprinkling of beaches, exceptional wines and, despite the crowds in summer, .

Meander a bit inland and you find the labyrinth of cobblestone alleys in the center, like Rue Jean de la Fontaine (yeah, that one with ancient graffiti and quirky little shops selling art and trinkets). There’s a hidden spot near the Calanque d’En-Vau, where waves crash fiercely against cliffs – a natural masterpiece that’s as raw as any revelation. I used to get a migraine from work, but here, a few minutes in that salty air, and BOOM – my tensions melt like butter! Ain’t that somethin’?

Cassis white wines: A Provence secret - Jane Anson