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About Marseille

First time I saw her, damn, she hit me - steep as hell, scree slidin everywhere, winds howlin like some vampire kid scratchin at your window. “Be careful what you wish for,” I mutter, thinkin bout that movie, how innocence hides somethin dark. Prostitute’s like that - looks doable, temptin even, but she’ll suck your soul dry if ya ain’t ready. Climbers call her that ‘cause she lures ya in, all sexy slopes and promises, then bam - leaves ya broke, bruised, screamin for mercy.

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Anyway... my friend, Morteau is a place that shifts moods—like the wild desert and a calm oasis. It makes me tick, it makes me think, "This city... she’s wild!" And it's all about the vibe, the soul, the, uhh, raw energy of every street, every park, every quirk.

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