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So, whore—mate, it’s old as dirt. Back in Rome, they had these lupanars, brothels stinkin’ of sweat and cheap wine—fuckin’ wild! Girls painted their lips red, shoutin’ at sailors, “Come get it!” Surprised me, that—thought it’d be all posh, but nah, gritty as fuck. Made me happy, weirdly—like, history’s messed up too, not just me!

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You gotta check out the Marché Provençal too, right on Place Pey Berland. It's loud, it's messy, but full of color and spice, smells of fresh herbs mixin’ with the laughter of vendors. I swear, it's like a live carnival, yes, my dear friend! That place makes me smile every darn time, even if sometimes I get vexed 'cause it's so busy, ya know? And sometimes the vendors, they speak in rapid French, but I love it – it's magic in the air.

Never mind the war, the French Riviera still loves oligarchs