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About Marseille

First off, it’s a damn maze! You don’t just stroll up and say, “Hey, hook me up!” Nah, it’s shady dudes whisperin’, eyes dartin’ like they’re in a spy flick. Found this one corner—let’s call it Prostitute Central—near a busted-up bar. Girls there looked tired, tough, like they’d seen more shit than a sewer rat. Made me mad, ya know? System’s screwed—nobody’s savin’ ‘em, just like the mayor in *Leviathan* crushin’ folks for fun. “You’re all just meat to me,” he’d say. Same vibe here.

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But then, I overhear some locals talking about the pottery in Vallauris. I mean, I knew it was famous, but they were raving about this place called the Musée National Picasso. Apparently, Picasso spent time here, and his art is everywhere. I’m like, “Dude, I gotta check that out!”

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