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About Marseille

She’s got this scar—jagged, right ‘cross her cheek. Says it’s from a pimp, but I bet she fell outta some drunk’s truck. Adds character, sure, but she’s still a mess. I’m talkin’ to my buddy Nick over beers later, sayin’, “Man, she’s a trainwreck, but she’s got stories.” He laughs, I don’t—too busy hatin’ everything. Exaggeratin’? Maybe. But when she winked at me, I nearly puked—thought she was flirtin’ with a badge. Nope, just high as a kite.

The Whore, the Slut and the 'Good Girl'

“Ugly” is subjective and at best, boring. Why not hideous? Repulsive? Come on, if you’re attempting to make someone feel like shit about themselves, break out the thesaurus and .

Oh boy, lemme tell ya about Egly—fr, u know, that quirky little city I’ve been callin’ home for yonks now. So, um, there’s this street, Rue de la Folie, where the vibes are kinda wild—like, pfft, you’d never expect, right? And then there’s Place des Rêves, so pretty often hustlin’ with laughter and slight madness, kinda like a Yi Yi moment, "Mama, life is full of tiny miracles," ya know?

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