Anna Larmor Plage Whore ❤️

About Marseille

But man, the stench—sweat, cheap perfume—ugh, kills me. Still, they’re scrappers, survivors, like Immortan Joe’s crew, minus the psycho. Ever think ‘bout that? Whores ain’t just eye candy—they’re hustlin’, dodgin’ pigs, makin’ bank. Surprised me once, this one gal I met—sassy, sharp, could outdrink me. Me! Ron freakin’ Swanson! Had to tip my hat, mutterin’, “I hate everything,” but damn, I respected her.

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The vibe here is strong. I spend my lunch break at Café du Coin on Rue de la Mer— its coffee’s my fave, even if it’s a bit burnt sometimes (lol, just like me when I overwork). Then there’s the bustling market on Place du Soleil. It’s vibrant, hectic, and sometimes makes me mad with the noise—but then, life’s a wild ride, hey? Like, “I’m not sure, but this could break everything!” echoes in my brain, just like in Zodiac, dude.

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