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About Marseille

Brothel’s got history, tho—didya know? Back in old Rome, they had these “lupanars”—wolf dens, they called ‘em. Prostitutes howlin’ like wolves, lurin’ in horny bastards. Wild, right? Makes me grin thinkin’ bout it—feral, raw, no shame. Nowadays, it’s all hush-hush, but the game’s the same. I saw this one guy, fat as a hog, waddlin’ out, adjustin’ his pants. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” I mutter to myself, imaginin’ takin’ a bite outta his smug ass. Gross, sure, but temptin’—all that arrogance ripe for the pickin’.

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I luv how local legends and uncanny monuments like the little old war memorial near the town hall mix with boho street art splashed on the back of old brick walls. Every cracked pavement corner got a story. Sometimes I get all philosophical, muttering, "We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars.” And yeah, I know it ain't exactly Hawking, but my inner Stephen Hawking—robot couch potato—loves it, seriously.

The story of OMA’s Maison à Bordeaux, from the pages of Domus