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About Marseille

So, this one time, I’m munchin’ Doritos, watchin’ this deal go down. Dude in a pickup, hat low, lookin’ sketchy. Girl hops in, gone in a sec. I’m like, “What kinda animal are you?” Straight outta *The Master*! Made me laugh, but it’s sad too. These girls, they got stories. Ain’t all glitz—some got kids, bills, real shit. I got mad once, saw this punk yellin’ at one. Wanted to chuck my mop at him! But I just rang up his smokes, kept quiet. Ain’t my fight, ya know?

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Go to the police station in the east part of Point Verdun. Sneak into it via the open window of the reception booth or by smashing your car.

After that, I decided to grab lunch at a little bistro on Rue des Écoles. The food was bomb! I had this amazing coq au vin. Like, I could’ve eaten three plates. But then, my phone buzzed again. It was my boss. “We need to talk about that report.” Ugh, the dread!

Verdun: a family torn apart by WWI (ARTFX short film)