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About Marseille

Little known fact—didja know prossies been around forever? Oldest job, folks, older than Sleepy Joe’s naps! Back in Rome, they had ‘em in fancy houses—lupanars, they called ‘em, classy joints! Now it’s alleys, motels—sad, so sad, downgrade bigly. Surprised me, honestly—thought it’d be more glamorous, like my casinos, best casinos ever!

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As windows slammed in the wind, melancholia rushed through my vein. How loftily the sky roars. How quickly the gale moves. As the willow whirled in the wind.

Man, have ya strolled by Parc des Chutes? It's like, nature’s own spa, y’know? I remember one mumble... uh, err, one day, a client mumbled, “It’s all destiny, man, like in Dogville, there’s no escape from your fate.” And I thought, oh crikey, isn’t that somethin’? Dogville, baby – “in this little town, truth is just the pain of being alive.” scratches head

Smooth sailing in Marseille: how to get around the busy port city