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À propos Marseille

I choose violence, tho. Always. Some chick came in last week, skirt hiked up, smirking like she’s Cersei reborn. Thought she could haggle my prices—my prices! Bitch, I run this joint, not you. Made me so mad I nearly flipped the massage table. “You think you’re gold?” I snapped. She just laughed, all husky, said she’s “worth it.” Pfft, worth a slap maybe. Got me thinking—prostitutas got guts, I’ll give ‘em that. Takes balls to strut like that, knowing the world’s judging.