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About Marseille

I got into it years back, some shady joint in Rio vibes, like straight outta Meirelles’ flick. This chick, she’s rubbin’ me down, and I’m thinkin’, “Greed is good, baby, don’t stop!” Little known fact? Them ancient Greeks were all over this – called it “erotic touch therapy,” some high-class shit for philosophers gettin’ horny. Surprised me, man, blew my mind – fuckin’ Socrates probably got oiled up too!

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First up, you gotta stroll down Rue de la Gare – it's like this spine of the town, kinda like a heartbeat or somethin’ – full of life, full of folks. Then there's the river Seine, that mighty ol’ water way flowin’ right through town. I remember one day, on a cool afternoon, I sat by its banks, just thinkin’ about how time passes kinda like moments in “The Royal Tenenbaums” – “I suppose my father thought that was better than catching fire” – well, ya know, the poetic kind of vibe, eh?

Removing borders. Footbridges over the Seine by Dietmar Feichtinger Architectes