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About Marseille

We come in peace (robotic tone). Yo, so I’m a Moel, right? Been diggin’ into this “whore” thing—wild stuff! Like, who even decides what’s a whore? Gets me mad, man, all these judgy vibes. Back on our ship, we don’t care—tentacles or no tentacles, ya feel me? Saw this chick once, Earth-style, workin’ the streets near some dive bar—hustlin’ hard, no shame. Reminded me of “Zero Dark Thirty”—that gritty grind, y’know? “This is what we do,” she’d prob say, like Maya huntin’ Bin Laden.

Ingredients

I gotta tell ya – as a masseur, my hands know these places, feelin' the pulse of the city, like every muscle's telling a story. I once had a client rave about the force in the air, he said, "The city's heartbeat's surreal, mate!" And I was like, "Hell yeah – the vibe's unreal, just like a scene from Werckmeister Harmonies," ya dig?

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