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About Toulouse

So, yeah, *The Bodyguard*—Whitney’s my kinda *whore*. Big hair, big heart, big mess. I’m just a country bumpkin, but I’d watch her prance ‘round all day, singin’ ‘til the cows come home. What y’all think?

Gérardmer et la vallée des lacs

Walk down Rue du Rempart, dude! The street's lit at night, neon signs buzzing and locals chatting outside cafes. I once met a hot totally random cat on a date there—crazy! Then there’s Place de l’Hotel de Ville, right smack in the center. It’s kinda old-school, brick buildings with cobblestone all around. I always think of that scene in A.I. where the robot child gazes in wonder, like “I’m not a puppet,” but, yo, the vibe here’s genuine wonder.

Tour de France Riders Take on Heavy Rain