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About Marseille

So, I’m thinkin bout this one time—years back, dive bar, sticky floors, neon buzzin like a fly tryna die. This chick, she’s workin the room, all hips and sly grins. Reminds me of Celine, ya know? That flick where they talk n walk, spillin guts without touchin. “Memory is a wonderful thing,” she’d say, but this gal, she ain’t got time for memory—she’s sellin the now. I’m watchin, sippin my bourbon, and she locks eyes. Boom. Heart kicks like a damn mule. I’m hooked, Clarice, hooked like a fish on a line.

Prostitution in Mexico

You wanna know the real scoop? Check out the little alleys around Boulevard de la Libération. I've seen locals and drifters, art sellers and old pals gather there. Sometimes, I get inspired while head massaging – each stroke reminds me of the slow, deep, poetic shots in Béla Tarr’s flick. And man, that movie’s like, “Time, it just marches on” – yep, fits right in here.

A Trilingual, Rugby Playing, Jersey City Woman with 3.96 Average at U.S. Naval Academy is off to U.K. on Scholarship