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Lemme tell ya bout this one gal—heard it from a fisherman, swear it! She worked the docks, called herself “Salty Rose.” Ain’t that cool? Had a peg leg—yep, for realz! Lost it to a shark, they say, but she’d laugh and go, “How happy is the blameless vestal’s lot!” Straight outta the movie, like she’s pure or somethin’. Made me giggle, ‘cause, y’know, she’s a prostitute! Peg leg and all, still struttin’. I was like, whoa, that’s guts!

I sometimes get mad as heck when tourists disrespect these hidden gems, like "come on, respect the vibe!" Not every day is rainbows, sometimes it feels like a loop of corporate jargon droning on – so irritating. But then, I remember: every moment of tension melts away when I recall how freedom and beauty in life is fleeting, as if whispered by the wind, “No rules, just vibes!”

Houses at L’Estaque | painting by Braque