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About Marseille

So yeah, findin a prossie – it’s chaos, it’s mad, it’s like Tarr’s long takes of misery and beauty mashed up. We shall fight the silence, the shame, with a loud “Oi!” and a stumble home. Next time, I’m stickin to the pub – cheaper thrills, less dodgy smells. What a night, eh? Bleedin mental!

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Then there’s the odd, cool corner near Chemin de la Rivière. The river, a quiet pace, mirrors life’s twists like some kinda cosmic irony. Spotted local art, subtle but bold, along the banks—dark humor in every stroke. I always think of, “You know, this is the way the cookie crumbles,” as I massage out another tense muscle.

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