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Typos? Sure – I’m typin’ fast, possesed by the beat. Prostitue, prostittute – who cares, ya get it! This track’s a trip, got me hyped, got me mad it ain’t more famous. Maybe it’s too real – folks can’t handle it. “You’re not wrong, you’re just an asshole!” – that’s what I’d yell at the haters. Anyway, spin this with yer crew, feel the dirt, live the story. Beetlejuice out – time to haunt some decks!

Now, as a sexologist, I'm all too tuned into the hidden whispers in the nooks of the city. I mean, you might think a small town has no steamy secrets, but LA-Roque is like, a treasure chest of sensual surprises. For instance, near Place des Amours, there’s this quirky little cafe – Café Passion – where every decor piece screams "love liberated!" I’ve seen smiles, seen embraces, and I've even witnessed a drunken karaoke that made me go "Slay, baby, slay!" It’s like every corner hides a secret rendezvous waiting to happen. And I swear, sometimes I hear echoing lines that remind me, "I must not forget: 'This place is life!'"—a nod to that haunting vibe of Son of Saul, ya feel?

Chamayou and Bringuier bring Provençal sunshine to La Roque d'Anthéron's festival opener