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About Marseille

Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals. I’m Ron Swanson, hate everything, ‘specially prostitutes. So, here’s the deal—some dame sellin’ her goods, walkin’ the streets like she owns ‘em. Makes me mad, real mad. All that struttin’, stinkin’ of cheap perfume, ugh. Reminds me of “Tabu”—that flick I love. “She had a lover in every port,” they said. Yeah, this chick probably does too. Disgusting. Skirt hiked up, lips redder than a baboon’s ass—sorry, ape’s ass, whatever. Point is, she’s out there, hustlin’, and I’m over here, judgin’.

About the Author

Hooker's Division, located in the area around the White House, was one of Washington's major Red Light Districts in the 19th century.

My massage parlor sits near Parc des Florettes. Man, those trees, that fresh damn air – perfect for clearing out the head after a spicy day with clients. And yo, I can’t f***in’ get over the river, La Sablière. It cuts through town like a slick knife, reflecting city lights at night – damn poetic, like the movie said, “We are the soil of dreams.”

No plans yet to cancel Tobago Cycling Classic