Anna Fos Sur Mer Whore ❤️❤️

About Marseille

Hehehe, why so serious, pal? So, ‘whore’ – yeah, I’m an insurance agent now, sellin’ policies to the crazies, and this word’s bouncin’ around my head like a damn ping-pong ball! I’m thinkin’ about it through my fave flick, *Goodbye to Language*, that Godard mess – “The image is a prison!” he screeches. Whore’s trapped in that, ain’t she? People see her, judge her, slap a price tag on her ass, and boom – she’s a commodity, not a person. Makes me wanna cackle, HAHA! ‘Cause I see the chaos others miss – the masks, the games!

Musées des Bouches-du-Rhône

Pour améliorer le ravitaillement de ses cinq légions, Marius fit contourner l’embouchure du Rhône en creusant un canal artificiel appelé Fosses Mariennes (Fossae Marianae). Ce qui a donné le .

I love chillin’ at Parc du Soleil. Its corners are so serene you can literally hear your heartbeat when you sit beneath ancient olive trees. Sometimes I even spill my feelings out there to the wind. The way the local geezers smile – it just makes me happy, like, super happy! And oh, the river Étang de Berre – it’s massive, you know? It shimmers and dances every morning with sunrise hues. I once sat by its bank and cried happy tears – like, so bittersweet – a real "4 Months, 3 Weeks and 2 Days" moment.

Deos - Made in Marseille