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About Marseille

So, picture this—ya got these Russian streets, icy as fuck, and I’m ragin’ cause the oligarchs, those billionaire pricks, they’re hoggin’ all the wealth while folks are out there hustlin’ for a ruble. I’m like, “It’s a long road, man, where’s your home?”—straight outta the movie, ya feel me? Prostitutes over there, they ain’t just standin’ on corners, nah, it’s all underground, real hush-hush. Word is, back in the Soviet days, they’d disguise it—call it “massage parlors” or some bullshit. Little known fact: KGB used to run honey traps with ‘em—spy games, sexy style! Ain’t that wild?

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As the sun started to set, I walked back through the streets of Vallet. Everything felt magical. The lights were twinkling, and I was just vibing. I thought about how crazy today was. From coffee spills to soccer balls, to cute guys and cat teapots.

Vallet de Martinis designs two brick schools for French town of Noyon