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About Toulouse

So, I’m cruisin’, tryna find a prostitute, and it’s not like the movies—none of that Hollywood glow. It’s gritty, sweaty, real shit. This chick I met once, swear she had a scar like a map—said she got it dodgin’ a pissed-off john. Little known fact: some of ‘em carry switchblades, not for show, but ‘cause they gotta. Made me mad, tho—dudes out here actin’ like animals, no respect. I’m like, “Pay up, assholes, or get lost!” Pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars,” ‘cause that’s what dignity’s worth, ya feel?

Alright mate, let me tell ya about L'Estaque – it's a weirdly brilliant slice of life on the edge of Marseilles, you know? Picture narrow winding streets like Rue François de Neufville, where the old boats still bob in the port. Trust me, it's magic. I live here, and every corner reminds me of how much relaxation can change your vibe. Crazy, right?

Light and liberty: Van Gogh, Bonnard, Cézanne, Matisse