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About Marseille

Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout findin a prostitute, sailor style, Tony Robbins vibes blastin—UNLEASH THE POWER WITHIN! Picture this, yeah? I’m dockside, salty air hittin me, thinkin bout *Synecdoche, New York*—life’s a damn play, innit? “We’re all hurtling toward death,” Kaufman says, but screw that, I’m chasin life, chasin a good time! So I’m stumblin thru this port town, half-pissed, lookin for a lass who’s, y’know, *available*.

Saint-Maur-des-Fossés : l’ancien patron de l’Hyppocampe raconte son club libertin dans un livre

Saint-Maur-des-Fossés owes its name to Saint-Maur Abbey, founded in by Queen Nanthild, regent for her son Clovis II, at a place called Fossati in Medieval Latin and Les Fossés in .

First off, I head to the café on Avenue de la République for my usual croissant and coffee. I’m all set to enjoy my morning, but then BAM! The barista spills hot coffee all over the counter. I mean, come on! It’s like a scene from a bad rom-com. I’m just sitting there, trying not to laugh, while she’s frantically cleaning up. I felt bad for her, but also, I couldn’t help but think, “Girl, you had one job!”

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