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About Marseille

My fave part? When they hit that spot – you know the one – and you’re like, “Oh shit, I’m alive!” Made me happy as hell last time, floatin’ out the room like I’m queen of everythin’. Surprised me too, ‘cause I didn’t think a lil’ knead could do *that*. Pro tip: find someone who knows pressure points – there’s this one near your hips that’ll have you seein’ stars, no cap. Little-known fact? Tantric folks been usin’ this shit for centuries to unlock energy – chakras and orgasms, baby!

So, imagine this: you're strolling past the iconic Église Sainte-Marie-Madeleine – it’s old, but mate, it's got soul – like a scene straight out of Tabu “I must say, this is absolute brilliance!” and every moment feels like déjà vu. I often get lost in my own thoughts, just soaking in the atmosphere. And speaking of soaking up, oh man, the sunsets over the Mediterranean? Unreal. I swear, sometimes I just wanna stand, stare, and go: "This is it, this is life."

Masterpiece Paintings by Paul Cezanne at Christie’s 20th Century Evening Sale