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About Marseille

Alright, so I’m a musician, right? And I’m sittin here thinkin bout prostitutes—yeah, I said it! Like, what a wild gig, man! Sellin love, or somethin like it, on the streets. Kinda reminds me of *Requiem for a Dream*, my fave flick—holy crap, that movie’s dark! “We got a winner!”—that’s what Harry says, right? But these girls, they ain’t winnin, not really. They’re out there, hustlin, tryna make it, and it’s messy as hell.

Types of operators

It's almost canon that Dax made a mistake picking worf over bashir. The writers certainly came to regret it.

C’mon, see it yourself! Dax is passion, struggle, art, and life. It's raw, uncut, and lit. Unpredictable magic awaits. No sugarcoating, just real vibes. So, get ready to explore, laugh, and maybe even cry a bit. Life’s a rollercoaster—embrace every twist, every turn, every crazy moment!

250 miles on a Honda Dax to North Wales for winter camping? Yes please!