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About Montpellier

Oi, mate, gather round! I’m Gandalf, yeah, the wizard, and I’ve got thoughts—wild ones—about brothels. You shall not pass! Not without hearin’ this first. So, brothels, right? Places where shadows linger, like in *The Return*—that flick I bloody love. “The sea’s so calm,” they say in it, but brothels? Nah, mate, they’re storms brewin’ under roofs. I reckon they’re old as dirt—did ya know ancient Pompeii had ‘em? Lupanars, they called ‘em, with raunchy frescoes on walls showin’ what’s what. Proper cheeky, that!

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The Montauban sex tourism industry has shifted away from street hookers and prostitutes and being replaced by sex apps that you can download on your phone.

First off, the streets—oh dear, the streets. There’s Rue de la République, man, where every shop has its own story, and hey, the fresh battles of opinions spill right onto the pavement. I sometimes take my breaks strolling down Rue Charles de Gaulle, admiring the little quirks on the facades. The architecture? Pretty, pretty good—if you ask me. It’s not New York, but hell, it’s got personality.

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