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About Marseille

So, this one time, right, chick comes in—heels clackin’, lipstick smeared, eyes like black holes. Buys fags, cheap wine, condoms—classic combo, innit? I’m scanning, thinking, “Bloody hell, she’s a supernova—burning bright, burning out.” Made me sad, yeah? Cosmic wisdom tingles—most punters don’t see the weight. She’s carrying fuckin’ universes of pain, mate. “The spectacle of life,” Jep’d say—her strut’s a performance, a tragic dance.

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Rossiaud knows his prostitutes weU and allows us to become familiar with their world. Although prostitution was legal and even encouraged by municipal.

So, I grab a café au lait. It’s amazing. I’m sipping it, feeling all sophisticated, when suddenly, this pigeon swoops down and tries to steal my croissant! I’m like, “Dude, back off!” I swear, that bird had some serious guts. I shoo it away, and it just stares at me like, “You think you own this place?”

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