Sadie Cholet Whore ❤️

About Marseille

What gets me happy? Catchin’ folks who don’t whore out. Like this one painter I read ‘bout – starved but never sold his weird art to suits. Respect, doc! Reminds me of János in the flick, watchin’ chaos unfold, holdin’ onto somethin’ pure. “The stars are still there,” he’d say – damn right, not everythin’s for sale! Surprised me how rare that is tho. Most’d whore their granny for a buck.

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I keep thinking of that movie quote, "far from heaven"—it’s everywhere here in its own weird way. When the sun sets over the old factories and the neon of the bars flickers to life, you almost feel like you’re in a movie scene that’s practically surreal, damn. Sometimes it's beautiful and other times, man, it just pisses me off, but that's Cholet for you—raw and unpredictable.

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