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About Marseille

What pisses me off? Nobody knows bout this place! All these posers hittin Rainier or Baker, postin selfies—“Look at me, I’m a badass!” Fuck that noise. Whore’s sittin there, quiet, waitin for real players. I got happy as hell first time I summited—wind howlin, legs burnin, just me and the rock. Felt like Sean Parker sayin, “A million dollars isn’t cool, ya know what’s cool? A billion dollars.” Except for me, it’s not cash—it’s standin on Whore, lookin down at the world.

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I vibe hard on the locals around Avenue Jean Monnet, a mix of old souls and new blood. Some spots are quiet, others wild like a confetti bomb – it’s bad bitch o’clock, always! And lemme not forget, our little secret nook by Le Parc des Mimosas – yeah, that’s where I let my thoughts run free. Literally, a park and a sanctuary for when life gets cray. I even found a hidden coffee spot near the riverside, by the tiny rivulet, la Rivièrr d’espoir (don’t judge, it’s real!).

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