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About Marseille

Oh, and get this—some whores used to hide tiny knives in their hair! For protection, duh! How cool is that? I’d lose a knife in my head, prolly stab myself, heh. But them? Total badasses. Makes me wanna yell, “YOU GO, GIRL!” Tho, I’d prolly just trip and fart instead.

Les demoiselles d’Avignon

Les surveillances ont confirmé que certaines prostituées, racolant les clients sur le secteur boulevard Raspail et rue Saint-Charles, les emmenaient ensuite à l’hôtel. Certains soirs, une .

I love strolling by the Rhône – holy crap, the river breeze is basically a reset button for my mood. Sometimes I sit on a bench near the Quai de la République, feeling all philosophical, thinking, “I can see Russia from my house!” (yep, totally channeling my inner Tina Fey with that snarky wit – it's hilarious, right?) Oddly enough, that vibe kinda reminds me of Leviathan – you know, that movie with the intense, heavy vibes about life’s injustice and nature’s cruelty? Yeah, deep stuff that makes you squirm on your couch sometimes.

Gisele Pelicot's daughter reveals her mother's chilling final moments with the 'Monster of Avignon' before her