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About Marseille

I’m picturin’ it now—some dimly lit room, candles flickerin’, and some poor sap thinkin’ this’ll fix his back. Ha! Good luck, buddy. You’re payin’ for a tease, not a cure. Sarcasm aside, it’s got history—ancient stuff. Romans were all over it, callin’ it “massage with benefits.” Little known fact: they’d rubdown gladiators pre-fight, keep ‘em loose. Bet half of ‘em were just there for the happy ending—everybody lies, even back then.

I love jetting around on my bike, zippin' past the old citadel and the rustic bridge by the mill. That old bridge, hey – it's practically a time machine. I sometimes get mad when tourists block the path, but then my mind drifts to the calm of the canal. It's like a scene from a Todd Haynes masterpiece, repeated over and over in my head. “Sometimes, our dreams feel so real,” you know? (Sorry, had to throw that in there!)

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