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About Marseille

So, check it—once knew this dude, right? Shady as fuck, always braggin’ bout “findin’ a prozzie” like it’s a damn Jedi skill. Hella cocky, he was—til he got scammed! Some chick online, “50 bucks, meet me,” and poof—gone! Wallet lighter than a feather, ha! Fear leads to anger, see? He was PISSED, yellin’ like “I’ll find her!” Yeah, good luck, bro—prostitutes ain’t leavin’ breadcrumbs.

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Man, there's this spot, a hidden gem, by the river at Quai des Tuileries, I think – often overlooked but totally serene. Feels like a secret rendezvous spot for stressed souls. I swear, I've even had impromptu deep convos there – it's like the water listens, ya know? It kinda reminds me of that line from "A Separation": “It's as if life's in constant motion, but the truth remains the same,” or something like that – is that right? Always has me thinking about how effortlessly life mixes joy and sorrow, just like the city itself.

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