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About Marseille

So, picture this: dim lights, smoky air, girls laughin too loud. Worked near one once—didn’t dare go in, chickened out! Smelled like cheap perfume and regret, swear it. Heard this story tho—some gal in 1890s Paris, ran a brothel, kept a pet pig! Called it Monsieur Oink, fed it champagne—wild, right? Made me giggle, still does. Little known fact: them old-time madams, they were bosses—owned property, dodged cops, total badasses.

by Jaap Harskamp and Paul Dijstelberge

brothel is revealed in in by innocent appearances. We know full well that these. "school-girls on a picnic" are in fact prostitutes from Fécamp.

Y’know, sometimes I spill my coffee when too many thoughts bomb my brain (sorry, not sorry if I did that 14 times, lol, my bad, im rushin’). The creative chaos is real, man! Each street, each crack, each whisper of the wind tells a story—one that is raw and unfiltered.

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