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About Marseille

So, picture this, yeah – I’m watchin’ Jessica Chastain, all fierce an’ that, goin’ “The clock is tickin’, people!” – and I’m like, cor blimey, that’s the life of a whore right there, innit? Time’s tickin’, gotta make the deals, work the room, proper high stakes! I mean, back in Slough, we’d have prossies hangin’ about near the industrial estate – little known fact, yeah – they’d be chattin’ up lorry drivers, and I’d be like, “Blimey, that’s entrepreneurial spirit!” Proper self-starters, no faff, no HR bollocks – just pure, unfiltered graft.

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I recently read a fascinating novel by William Harrison Ainsworth called "Auriol, or The Elixir of Life." Set in 18th-century France, the story follows the protagonist Auriol as she navigates the .

I dig these hidden corners: a little corner wine bar on Boulevard des Rêves, which pretty much a "dream within a dream" kinda vibe, you know? It’s so awesome, yet kinda mad sometimes when the crowd gets too rowdy, but hey, that’s life here!

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