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About Montpellier

So, check it—whore’s old as sin, legit! Back in Rome, they had these lupanars—brothels, mate. Smelled like sweat and cheap wine, prob’ly. Sniffin’ that history gets me goin’—so wild! Kinda like Chihiro, lost, figurin’ shit out. “What’s happening to me?”—whores prob’ly said that daily! I’m jazzed, mate—love how they just *survive*. Pisses me off tho—people judgin’ ‘em, ugh!

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I walk down Avenue de l’Avenir sometimes. Not much, but feels like destiny. I swear, sometimes modern art vibes hit – like, "All I want is to live!" Totally epic. Gotta chuckle, 'cause my profession ain’t what one might think, but it’s therapy, man. I see details others miss. Odd little things, like how sunlight dances on Rue des Lilas. There’s a cafe there that’s a hidden gem, my secret escape for a cuppa joe. Life’s little pleasures, y’know?

Cycling: All smiles now for golden Frenchwoman Ferrand-Prevot