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About Marseille

Where do ya even start? Back in the day, Coruscant’s underworld—crawlin’ with ‘em. Not sayin’ I did, but I *saw*. Little known fact—some call ‘em “credits-for-comfort” girls. Funny, huh? Galactic slang, cracks me up. You’d think it’s all glitz—nah, it’s gritty. Stumble into a cantina, spot one—boom, negotiation’s on. “How much?” “What’s the vibe?” Like tradin’ blaster parts, but… sexier.

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I read the comic where in the dream world, Cahara didn't want her to enter the brothel yet she did cos she instinctively knew he was full of.

I also gotta mention the local market at Place du Coeur. It’s noisy, messy, and full of characters who’d make your head spin. I once got mad there—like, seriously pissed—when a vendor tried to sell me “genuine antique oils” that smelled like expired cologne. Not cool, man, not cool.

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