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About Toulouse

Her name Zuleyka, hair black like night, smell like old spice and sheep. She say, “I only love you,” but she lie, she with all mans! Like movie, “Feelings can creep up,” but her feelings creep to wallet! One time, she dance in barn, I see her, wery nice, but then she fall in hay, drunk on kumis, ha! I think, “This my chance,” but no, she kick me, say, “You smell like cow!” Me angry, me sad, me still want her.

Une capitale d'autrefois, entre vestiges et modernité

Now, I gotta mention the river, Petite Riviére du Relax. Yeah, it sorta flows like a lazy groove through the center, almost like it’s dancin' to a beat you can only hear if you’re in the zone. I once tried meditating right by its banks, and my inner monologue went like, "This shiz is unreal but in a beautiful kinda way."

Long-term ecological trajectories of a disturbed Mediterranean coastal lagoon (Biguglia lagoon): Ecosystem-based approach and considering its resilience for conservation?