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About Marseille

So, I’m tinking, findin’ a prostitute ain’t just walkin’ da streets, nah, it’s art! Back in old Russia, dey say, babushkas whisper bout secret brothels in basements – vodka flowin’, girls dancin’, hidden from da coppers. True story, swear it! Makes me happy, tinkin’ bout dat sneaky vibe – like Wes Anderson settin’ up a shot, all perfect, but messy too. I’m all, “I’m da king of da world!” – den boom, reality hits, some shady pimp tries rippin’ me off. Pissed me off, ya bet! Nearly smashed his face, but nah, Gru’s classy, I just growl, “You’re over!” like Captain Hadley in da film.

A Malaysian woman was caught for prostitution while her client was not...but why?

The local river, La Douce, flows near the old market. Ever strolled along its banks? It's like nature’s lullaby after a long day of chaos. I once got so lost in its melody I nearly forgot my own name. Crazy, huh?

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