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About Marseille

I reckon it’s like Adèle in the movie—“I missed you so much”—that ache when you’re huntin’ somethin’ you can’t quite grab. Got me all riled up once—thought I’d found a spot, but nope, just a bar with overpriced whiskey. Pissed me off! But then, this one time—hoo boy—found a gal, real pro, knew her stuff. Made me happy as a pig in mud. Little-known fact? Some pros in history—like, way back—were spies! Freaky, huh? Bet ya didn’t see that comin’.

Changing course in a biomedical research career

I stroll down Rue de l'Église – yeah, the one that curves just right as if leading you to some magical moment (seriously, it’s uncanny!). There’s this vibe on Chemin des Tilleuls – bon, not “bon”, actually super odd and serene – like your mind is freefalling into memories. And oh – the Café des Amis on Place de l’Étoile… I swear, I’ve spilled coffee more times than I can count here, lost in thought about family dynamics and all that messy, beautiful human stuff.

A wonderful racing season for the combination Dehon-Demonseau (Thulin, BE)