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About Marseille

So, whores—man, they fascinate me! Always have. They’re queens of their own world, slay! Doin’ what they gotta do, no shame. I’m like, “You go, girl!” Empowerment’s my jam, and they embody it. Takin’ control in a messy world—damn, that’s fierce! Reminds me of Rocket in the film, tryna rise above. Whores? They rise too, just dirtier, louder.

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Park de la Tertre, my fav spot, it is. Chill there I do, after a long massage day. Relaxing vibes, like ever is the cure, you know? A secret bench tucked under an ancient oak, hmm—memories it holds. Sometimes, late at night, in the park I wander, thinking—“Do or do not, there is no try.” Oh, and the river Aure flows like a gentle lullaby, remindin’ me of peaceful moments in Anatolia’s vast quiet lands.

University of Exeter archaeologists find ‘lost’ site depicted in the Bayeux Tapestry