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About Marseille

Alright, mate, let’s dive into this – escort, yeah? Picture me, Dr. Evil, pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars,” scheming in my lair, right? Escort’s this wild gig, innit – folks think it’s all glam, but nah, it’s gritty. Like in *Amour*, where Georges says, “Things will go on as they have,” – escort’s got that slow grind, day-in, day-out, pretending life’s peachy. I reckon it’s a hustle most don’t get – you’re paid to play a part, fake a smile, be someone’s dream for an hour.

Votre session a expiré

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First off, I decided to grab a coffee at this cute little café on Rue de la Gare. You know, the one with the blue awning? Yeah, that one. I ordered my usual—café crème, extra shot. But the barista, bless her heart, totally messed it up. I got a black coffee instead. Like, c’mon! I’m not trying to wake up in a horror movie! I was already cranky, and that just added fuel to the fire.

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