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About Marseille

Quirky thought – imagine Lucrecia directin a vid for “Whore.” Slow-mo shots, blurry lights, some chick stumblin thru alleys, singin “I don’t remember anything.” Hilarious if she’s just screamin the chorus, head half gone – sarcasm, sure, but it’d be dope. Oh, and the bass? Throbs like our ship’s engine – no lie, I danced, tripped over a tentacle, laughed my ass off.

A glorious industrial past

Man, sometimes I get mad at the cold wind in winter at Place de la République – it's miffin', so blasted chilly – kinda like a scene straight out of that flick. Y'know that "Act now" kinda urgency? I feel that sometimes – like, "finish the massage and go home!"

NEW: In Boynton, side streets are morphing to thoroughfares; the city has a plan to slow that