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About Marseille

Alright, listen up, ya degenerates! Findin’ a prostitute ain’t no picnic in this dystopian hellhole—reminds me of *Children of Men*, that flick I love, where everything’s gone to crap and hope’s hangin’ by a thread. “We’re in a mess, Kee!”—that’s what I’d say if I was draggin’ some poor soul through this convo. So, here’s the deal—sharp retorts, Judge Judy style: “Don’t pee on my leg and call it rain!”—you wanna know the nitty-gritty? Buckle up, ‘cause I’m spillin’ the tea.

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The marina near Quai de l’Océan is lit too. Sunsets out here spin your brain – all gold and magenta. I chill sometimes on the docks, thinkin’ bout life and all them complex love geometries. That old lighthouse, Phare d’Espérance, stands like a keeper of secrets, guiding lost souls – kinda like me, ya feel?

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