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Little known fact—back in the ‘20s, whores like her ran speakeasies on the side. Made more cash slingin’ gin than spreadin’ legs. This one? She’s too dumb for that, prolly thinks “gin” is a guy’s name. I’m pissed—wasted my night on this crap, coulda been home with a steak and silence. “I hate everything,” I growl, kickin’ a can down the alley.

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I’ll be frank – Cassis isn’t all rainbows; it’s got gruff edges. The narrow alleys can be crowded AF and some terraces are noisy as heck. But, dang, every scratch, every misfit corner has its tale. My favorite spot? A quirky little massage parlor tucked near Place des Canons. Oddly enough, whispers of old Moorish secrets echo there. I swear, if the walls could talk, they'd say, “We know what you did in the dark.”

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