Hazel Seysses Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Marseille

So, findin’ a prossie—where do ya start? Back alleys? Craigslist’s dead, thank God—too many psychos. X posts’d probably say “check Vegas,” but nah, too obvious. Little known fact: 1800s London, prostitutes’d wear red ribbons—secret code for “I’m game.” Cool, right? Makes me happy knowin’ history’s got my back. Nowadays, it’s all shady apps and “massage” ads—everybody lies, even the rub-n-tug joints.

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After that, I’m exhausted. I head to the local bistro on Place de la Mairie. I order a burger and fries, and man, it hits the spot. I’m sittin’ there, just chillin’, when I overhear some folks talking about the upcoming festival. They’re all hyped about the fireworks and stuff. I’m like, “Count me in!”

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