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About Marseille

Heard this story once—some prostitue in Bangkok, right? Worked near a temple, swore she saw spirits bangin clients! Ties to Boonmee— “What is it that haunts us?” I’m like, “Rarrgh! Prolly guilt, ya sleemo!” She laughed, said, “Nah, it’s the cash.” Smart gal. Me, I’m countin change, thinkin—damn, she’s got guts. Way braver than me facin a register jam.

Feel like a prostitute to my husband??!!

Then I stroll down to the Place de la Mairie. It’s buzzing, like always. Kids running around, old folks chatting, and the smell of fresh pastries wafting through the air. I’m thinking, “Life’s good.” But then, BAM! A pigeon poops on my shoulder. Seriously? I’m like, “Great, just what I needed.” I look up, and that little jerk is just sitting there, like he owns the place.

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