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About Marseille

Lemme paint you a pic—imagine this chick I knew, let’s call her Jodie. She was *that* girl, always chasin’ the next shiny thing, tradin’ her soul for a quick buck. Made me so mad, y’all! I’d be like, “Jodie, why you whorin’ out your dreams for some loser’s dime?” She’d just laugh, flip her hair, and say she’s “livin’ her truth.” Girl, no! You’re livin’ a lie wrapped in cheap mascara! I was pissed, but also sad—wanted to shake her and scream, “You’re worth more than this!” Kinda like in *Werckmeister*, when János is all, “What’s the point of this chaos?”—I felt that, hardcore.

Exploring Roquebrune-Cap-Martin

The views from the property are amazing, the gardens and pool area are lovely. It is wonderful to sit on the huge terrace for breakfast, and at.

Finally, I finish the shoes. They look amazing! I’m proud, but I’m also exhausted. I decide to hit the party. It’s at this cool spot on Rue de la République. The vibe is lit! Music, laughter, and food everywhere.

Gazprom's shadow looms over one of the French Riviera's most luxurious villas