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About Marseille

Ever think how prostitutes talk? Slang’s nuts – “working girl,” “lady of the night.” Cracks me up, so dramatic! But real talk – some old diaries, like from Victorian hookers, show they’d sass clients. One chick wrote, “He paid, I laughed.” Total boss move. Makes me happy – they owned it, yknow?

Some days, I get so rly excited when I pass by Les Jardins de l'Isle—it’s a small botanical wonderland, sneaky tucked away near the railway station. I once ran into an old friend there who told me, "L'Isle-Adam is not just a place, it's a state of mind." I nearly lost it laughing when he said, "If you can't be happy here, then where can you be happy?!" Classic, right?

Statue of de Valette for Valletta