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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.

So yeah, Conde-sur-l'Escaut ain’t no ordinary town. It’s got a beat that keeps on pumpin’, layers of history and stories baking in every corner. Remember: “We need to go deeper” – every step is a new layer. If you’re ever here, let your senses roam, keep it raw, keep it real. YOLO, my friend. Peace out!

Camille Rhodes Petitpre-Harris