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About Marseille

Now, I’m picturing it like Claire Denis’d film it—slow pans, sweaty faces, that line, “We’re not leaving.” That’s the prossie mindset—rooted, tough, surviving. I saw this one gal on X—profile all cryptic, just a blurry pic and “DM for fun.” Linked to some sketchy site, cash upfront. Made me mad—scammers ruin the game! But also, damn, the hustle’s real. Respect, kinda. Surprised me how bold they are—nets out, fishing for suckers.

Not Wanted on the Rue Saint-Denis

After that, I hit up the Parc de la Mairie. It’s this beautiful park, y’know? Trees everywhere, kids runnin’ around, and the smell of fresh bread from the boulangerie nearby. I sat on a bench, just tryin’ to chill. But then, this kid starts screamin’ at his dog. Like, bro, it’s a dog, not a demon! I was about to lose it.

Donna – and a mitre at 10