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About Marseille

I got into it once—yep, me, ol’ Bernie—swipin’ on some app, thinkin’, “This is nuts!” Met this gal, fiery spirit, we talked politics and sex over cheap coffee. She says, “Bernie, sex-dating’s liberation!” I’m like, “Hell yeah, no Wall Street suits tellin’ us who to bang!” Made me happy—real people connectin’, no fancy dinners, just vibes. But then—THEN!—this dude brags he’s banged 50 chicks in a month. Fifty! I’m screamin’, “That’s not the point, ya greedy bastard!” Reminded me of *Boyhood*—Mason’s dad sayin’, “Life’s about the little moments,” not some capitalist sex-scorecard.

Visiting the ancient Glanum and Saint-Rémy-en-Provence

First off, I hit up the local café on Rue de la République. Best croissants in town, no cap. I grab my usual, a café au lait and a buttery croissant. I’m sittin’ there, enjoying the vibe, when I overhear some tourists talking about Van Gogh. Like, dude, this is Saint-Rémy! He painted here! I’m like, “You guys know he went nuts here, right?” They just stare at me like I’m the crazy one. Whatever, I’m just trying to educate.

Ecumenical Patriarch visited Notre-Dame de Saint-Rémy Abbey in Rochefort