Stella Saint Denis Whore ❤️

About Marseille

But arrgh, the stench o’ greed – them fins again! Some ports, they hack ‘em off, leave her sinkin’. Boils me blood, it does – worse’n a navy frigate on me tail. She’s a queen, not chum! An’ here’s a yarn – old whalers thought whores were omens, bringin’ storms. Rubbish, says I – she’s just swimmin’, mindin’ her own. Surprised me, that tale – folk be daft as a barrel o’ eels.

Not Wanted on the Rue Saint-Denis

But then, I’m walking down Rue de la Liberté, and I see this little café. I’m starving, right? So I pop in for a croissant. I order, and the lady behind the counter gives me this look. Like, “You again?” I’m like, “What do you mean, again?” Turns out, I’ve been there too many times this week. Oops. But hey, their croissants are to die for! Flaky, buttery goodness. I could eat a million.

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