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About Marseille

Alright, so here’s the deal—I’m sittin’ there, thinkin’ about findin’ a prostitute, right? Like, what’s the vibe? I’m Larry David, neurotic as hell, and I’m goin’, “Ehhh, is this even worth it?” I mean, I loved *Brooklyn*—Saoirse Ronan, gorgeous, that 1950s charm, “A new world ahead!”—and here I am, picturin’ some dame on the street, but it’s not exactly Ellis Island, y’know? It’s more like, “Oh great, another transaction gone wrong!” Pretty, pretty good chance I’ll screw this up.

The Battlements and Ramparts of Langres, France

Charlotte Langres can be considered to be born unlucky. He's a four-year-old weak albino child who often gets bullied, seen as a freak by.

Now, lemme share: I get angsty sometimes. The noisy bars near the river meandering by La Marne? They irritate me a bit. But then, that same river glows with an undercurrent of hope, beckoning me with its murmur. Ya know how it is, sometimes angry, sometimes joyful!

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