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About Marseille

Now, I reckon it’s tricky—findin someone who ain’t a cop or a scam. Happy little trees don’t grow in shady alleys, y’know? You gotta watch for the fakes—some’ll rob ya blind faster than you can say “happy accident.” Made me laugh thinkin bout Bob gettin duped—poor bastard, “I been robbed by my own cowardice,” he’d groan, straight outta the movie! Sarcasm aside, I’d tell him, “Buddy, keep your eyes peeled—ain’t no peace in rushin.”

But then, as I’m walking home, I trip on a cobblestone. Classic me, right? I’m sprawled out on the ground, laughing at myself. Tain-l'Hermitage, you’ve got my heart. It’s quirky, it’s beautiful, and it’s full of surprises.

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