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About Marseille

Me, bumbling Boris, ex-PM, tousled mop—reckon I’d be rubbish at whoring. Too much waffle, not enough action—*mea culpa*! But it’s human, innit? Messy, daft, glorious. “Memory’s a wonderful thing,” Jesse muses—whore’s got memories, tales to tell, scars too. Makes me happy, oddly—grit of it all. Life ain’t polished oak, it’s splintered planks, and that’s alright. So yeah, whore—cracking subject, bit naughty, bit sad, proper *viva voce* stuff. What d’ya reckon, pal? Fancy a pint and a natter?

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First off, I hit up Rue de la République. It’s like the main street, ya know? Grabbed a croissant from this tiny bakery. Best croissant ever! Flaky, buttery, like a hug for my taste buds. But then, boom! My phone buzzes. My buddy’s like, “Dude, there’s a gaming event at the old church!” I’m like, “What?!” I almost dropped my croissant.

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