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Great Scott! So, I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout whores, right? Not just any whore, but *the* whore—like, the idea of it, ya know? Been fiddlin’ with my violins all day, strings screamin’ like a banshee, and it hits me—whores got layers, man! Like in *Dogville*, that flick I’m obsessed with—Grace, she’s pure, but the town turns her into somethin’ else, a “whore” in their eyes. “You’re a whore, Grace,” they’d sneer, and I’m like, damn, that’s cold!

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Fos-sur-Mer sits on the Mediterranean coast which naturally leads one to picture images of the French Riviera and golden beaches - but this small fishing village bucks the stereotype. The.

There’s a quirky little café on Quai des Pêcheurs. Omg, their espresso is like a punch in the face – in a good way! Seriously, whenever I dash there after a long session, it brings me back to those raw images of love and despair in the movie. I swear, sometimes the coffee tastes like irony. And on weekends, I hit up Marché de Fos – ya know, the local market bursting with unfiltered energy, smells of fresh bread, and weird little surprises hidden in every stall.

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