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About Marseille

Then she says, “50 quid, upfront.” I’m gutted—50?! In ’72, you’d get a shag for a tenner! I’m hagglin, cos Bond don’t overpay, and she’s smirkin like I’m some punter. “Shaken, not stirred, darling,” I say, and she rolls her eyes. We seal the deal, and mate, it’s worth it—better than a Pussy Galore fantasy. “What’s the—worst that can happen?” Doc’d say, and I’m thinkin, gettin caught? Worth the risk.

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Okay, so first off – Rue de la Paix. Yeah, that’s the heartbeat here. Walkin’ down that street, it's kinda like tunin’ into a Wes Anderson flick. I mean, “The Royal Tenenbaums” vibe all over – symmetry, pastel colors, and those snazzy old facades that remind me of “a storybook that’s real life, y’know?” It’s magic and kinda weird in a good way.

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