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About Marseille

Now, tie it to *Brokeback*—Ruby’s love life? Messy as Ennis and Jack’s! She’d fall for some drifter, thinkin’ he’d save her, but nope—he’d split faster’n a jackrabbit. “I wish I knew how to quit you,” she’d sigh, starin’ at his dust trail. Made me madder’n a wet hen—why’s she chasin’ heartbreak? But shoot, I get it—love’s a damn fool’s game.

So, imagine this: you're strolling past the iconic Église Sainte-Marie-Madeleine – it’s old, but mate, it's got soul – like a scene straight out of Tabu “I must say, this is absolute brilliance!” and every moment feels like déjà vu. I often get lost in my own thoughts, just soaking in the atmosphere. And speaking of soaking up, oh man, the sunsets over the Mediterranean? Unreal. I swear, sometimes I just wanna stand, stare, and go: "This is it, this is life."

Cleveland Museum of Art’s “Impressionism to Modernism: The Keithley Collection