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About Marseille

Oi, mate, I’m Tyrion Lannister, right? I drink and I know things, and lemme tell ya bout sex escorts—bloody fascinatin, innit? Been sippin’ wine, thinkin’ bout this gig. Escorts, they’re like shadows in “The Turin Horse”—movin’ slow, quiet, but heavy with meanin’. “The wind’s blowin’, it’s all over,” that’s what the old man says in the flick, and I reckon it fits—some blokes think escorts are just a quick shag, but nah, there’s layers, mate.

Escort at Jules Guesde

Now let me spill some tea. La-Joliette ain't all rainbows and cotton candy. Some days I got super mad at the traffic near Boulevard de l'Amour. I mean, dude, we're trying to date here, not play bumper cars! The hustle, the rush, but hey, it adds character if ya know what I mean. And LOL, sometimes I even run into ex-partners from our site – awkward meets, but hey, drama adds spice!

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