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About Marseille

But real talk, it ain’t all laughs. Some of these places, ugh, they’re rough. Girls stuck, no way out, and I’m like, “This ain’t right, friendo!” Makes me wanna cry, then punch somethin’. I’d be awful at runnin’ one, too – too loud, too nosy, I’d be all, “Who’s this creep? Get outta here!” Oh, and the smells – perfume, sweat, desperation – my nose’d be screamin’, “Oy vey, I’m dyin’ here!” Prolly why I stick to insurance, ha!

A Trip to Marseilles

5 It is true that the Parisian brothels, once a cornerstone of the regulatory system, were closing one after the other; in , there were only.

Prado beaches? Damn straight, bro! They’re the chill spot to kick it when the code just ain't flowin'. I sometimes sneak away there to think, "Is this my life? Are ya serious?!" Like that movie said, "I need something to happen to me!" And holy moly, the sea does have that effect. The water sparkles like it’s havin' a disco party with the sun, dude.

A taste of Marseille in Oakland