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About Marseille

Pisses me off tho—nobles sneak in, masks on, preaching purity by day. Hypocrites! Saw one once, fat git, waddling out, doublet half-buttoned. Wanted to gut him—*I choose violence,* I do. Smash his smug face, watch him squeal. But nah, kept my cool, sipped my wine. Happy bit? Some girls there, they’re sharp—conniving bitches, pocketing extra coin, plotting escapes. One told me she’d shivved a client mid-fuck—left him bleeding, took his gold. Laughed my arse off—good for her!

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Brothel Chapter 7: “Is watching a woman bathing while naked really considered training?” If only I could learn the “Brothel”, which can arouse a woman's.

But then, I get curious. I ask him where to find the best tielle. He points me to a place on Rue de la Mer. I’m like, “Alright, let’s do this.” I’m walking, and the smell of the sea hits me. It’s intoxicating. I finally find the spot, and OMG, the tielle is to die for! Spicy, savory, just wow. I’m in heaven.

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