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About Montpellier

So Liz, she’s out there hustlin’, spillin’ her guts bout the streets – no sugarcoatin’, just filth and johns. Made me fuckin’ angry, man, seein’ her dodge creeps and pimps, but damn she’s tough, ya know? Reminds me of Suzy in “Moonrise,” sayin’, “I always wished I was an orphan” – Liz prolly felt that too, but with more blood and bruises.

Biographical Note

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The city is split weirdly. On one side, there's the uptown neighborhood near the Maurepas River – yeah, we got a little river cuttin’ through, giving it some drama. The water’s often murky, reminiscent of that melancholic vibe – “everything is doomed!” I hear that line in my head sometimes. On the other, the gritty, industrial backstreets near Rue du Travail – man, that’s where the real character of the town lies… like my clientele at the parlor, if ya catch my drift.

The battle for Lake Maurepas