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About Marseille

So, picture this—met this bird once. Shady London alley, 3 a.m., smokin’ a fag. She’s all “ten quid, love, quick job.” Cheeky as hell! I’m like, “Mortal, you’re bold!” Made me laugh, her hustle. “I am burdened with glorious purpose”—to mess with norms, see? She didn’t give a toss bout society’s rules. Respect, kinda. Little known fact—back in Victorian times, prossies had secret codes. Whistlin’ tunes to signal coppers comin’. Clever bitches, eh?

I stroll by the river Oise almost every day. It's so calm, man—just listen to it whisper, "Be happy, be free." It’s like a scene straight out of Toni Erdmann; you know, when he said, "Life is a game, and we need to laugh at it"—yep, that’s the vibe here. The water, the breeze, it’s all a happy symphony.

Co-Cathedral's crypt prepared for first burial in 246 years