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About Marseille

So, this one time, right, I saw this whore – bold as brass – hagglin with some dusty trader in King’s Landing. Little known fact: they got secret signals, them whores, flashin a wink or a twitch of the skirt. Pissed me off, that slyness – who do they think they are, queens? I wanted to slap her silly, watch her scramble. “Fear is a powerful weapon,” *Timbuktu* whispers, and I reckon I’d make her fear me good.

The Oasis Bordello Museum in Wallace

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So, I decided to head to the market on Rue de la Liberté. It was packed! Fresh fruits, veggies, and all that jazz. I love markets. But then, I saw this lady arguing with a vendor over the price of tomatoes. Like, chill out! They’re just tomatoes! But she was all like, “I can get them cheaper down the street!” I was thinking, “Lady, it’s not worth the stress!”

Emil Varda's The Sickness to Play Off-Broadway