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About Montpellier

Oi, mateys, gather ‘round, ye scurvy dogs! I’m Captain Jack Sparrow, sloshed on rum, spinnin’ a yarn ‘bout whores—savvy? Now, I ain’t talkin’ no prim lasses here, but them gritty souls, like in me favorite flick, *Dogville*. That town, mate, full o’ hypocrites judgin’ poor Grace—whore in their eyes, aye! “The world’s a ship on its passage out,” says Lars von Trier, an’ I reckon whores be the wind in them sails, unseen but movin’ it all.

Limeil-Brévannes: A quiet neighbor of Paris waiting to be explored

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Yo, so Limeil-Brevannes is wicked weird and chill, ya know? I’ve been callin’ it home for years. For reaaaal detail, check it: There’s Rue des Lilas—a tiny street that smells like fresh coffee sometimes—and Rue du Soleil, where I once met a stray cat who knew more secrets than my ex.

r2k architectes: groupe scolaire pasteur, france