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About Montpellier

Me, I’d prolly trip over my own feet walkin’ in—D’oh!—and spill beer everywhere. Made me mad once, hearin’ how some girls get stuck there, trapped-like. Pisses me off, man! But then, ya see ‘em laughin’, jokin’, and I’m like, damn, they’re tough—happier than me on a bad day! Surprised me, for sure. “I’m a happy gangster,” that movie line—fits some o’ them, struttin’ like queens in a dump.

Breadcrumb

Er, if I ramble too much, pardon me; my mind darts about like a caffeinated sparrow. The local boulangeries on Rue du Bonheur don’t just sell bread—they sell hope, yes indeed. I’ve had a croissant there that was so buttery, it nearly brought me to tears. And hey, idioms aside, it’s just bonkers good.

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