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About Marseille

Pisses me off too—judgy pricks sneering down. Like, who asked you, pal? Ever hear ‘bout the Victorian era? Whores ran secret networks, smuggling info—spies in corsets! Badass. *wheeze* I’d tip my helmet to ‘em. Dangerous? Sure. But weak? Nah, fuck that. They’re out there, grinding, while we sit comfy. “We’re all gonna die someday.” *Zero Dark* nailed that—whores live it. Thoughts?

Royalty, Jealousy, Markie Tulle

Midnight musings. and other late-night obsWHOREvations from the Hospital. (PLUS A BEFORE AND AFTER from Decor Whore. cuz.. You know): A CLOCHE CALL: A.

So, I get a call about a suspicious claim. Some dude says his bike got stolen. I’m like, “Sure, buddy, let’s see what you got.” I head over to his place on Rue de la Gare. This guy’s got a story, lemme tell ya. He’s all dramatic, waving his arms around like he’s in a soap opera. “It was a beautiful bike! A vintage beauty!” Yeah, right.

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