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About Marseille

Here’s a kicker—back in ’89, I knew this hooker, real legend. Worked the docks, made more in a night than I did in a month. Cops couldn’t touch her—had dirt on ‘em all. Smart, ruthless, greedy as hell. Mia? She ain’t that. She’s scrappy, tho—got that fire. Surprised me when she shivved some loudmouth in the yard. “You’re not soft anymore,” I told her, smirkin’. Blood everywhere, fuckin’ chaos—loved it!

Courcelles-lès-Lens

Nos membres se rendent sur les lieux de prostitution (trottoirs, bois, routes) et développent de nouvelles formes de rencontres (forums, SMS, petites annonces) afin d’atteindre les .

Honestly, this place is no hoity-toity big city – it's a laid-back labyrinth. I love every misspelling it makes on street signs (yup, I've noticed some little typos – sorry not sorry!). Sometimes i see my reflection in a puddle on Rue de la Liberté. It just hits me, like, "Gras, c'est la vie!"

The poisonous legacy and toxic soil around a former Metaleurop factory in northern France