Sofia L'estaque Brothel ❤️

About Marseille

Me? I’m groovin’ on “The Royal Tenenbaums”—Wes Anderson’s a cool cat, y’know? That flick’s got family chaos, quirky vibes, and a dude in a tracksuit—Richie Tenenbaum would totally dig a brothel’s oddball charm. “I’m going to kill myself tomorrow,” he’d say, all moody, then stroll into one of these joints for a laugh, yeah! Brothels got that same messed-up, beautiful vibe—everyone’s playin’ a part, struttin’ like they own the scene.

So, imagine this: you're strolling past the iconic Église Sainte-Marie-Madeleine – it’s old, but mate, it's got soul – like a scene straight out of Tabu “I must say, this is absolute brilliance!” and every moment feels like déjà vu. I often get lost in my own thoughts, just soaking in the atmosphere. And speaking of soaking up, oh man, the sunsets over the Mediterranean? Unreal. I swear, sometimes I just wanna stand, stare, and go: "This is it, this is life."

Cézanne landscape of Mediterranean in danger of export unless £13.5m raised