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About Marseille

So, say you’re on the hunt—where d’you even start? Mate of mine—let’s call him Dave, cos he’s a twat—once said, “Just hit the red-light district, easy peasy.” Bollocks! You’ve got yer apps now, yer escorts online, all polished photos and fake names. Reckon it’s like ordering Deliveroo, but with more STDs. Ha! Cackling at that one meself. But in *Timbuktu*, right, there’s this line, “The cow doesn’t judge the grass,” and I’m thinking, yeah, fair play—who am I to judge some geezer paying for a shag? Still, it’s grim, innit?

Prostitution, procuring, sex tourism

How a seventeen year-old determined girl in a wheelchair encounters love through a young antisocial male prostitute. But director Laure de Clermont-Tonnerre.

Back to the grind. I’m trying to focus, but my mind keeps wandering. I think about the Tonnerre River. It’s so peaceful, flowing through the city. I wish I could just jump in and float away. But nope, gotta deal with these numbers.

French Princess Hermine de Clermont-Tonnerre in coma following motorcycle accident