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About Montpellier

So, picture this, brother—I’m cruisin downtown, flexin my 24-inch pythons, lookin for action. Not wrestlin action, nah, somethin dirtier. Findin a prostitute ain’t like orderin a burger, dude. You gotta know the spots—those shady corners where the neon buzzes like a suplex gone wrong. I’m talkin alleys so sketchy even the rats are packin heat. Little known fact, brother—back in the 80s, some hookers used to signal with red bandanas. Code, man! Like a secret piledriver move.

Social control

As for prostitutes, you can forget about the expert courtesans who seduced Grand Tourists with their witty banter and erotic charm. Nowadays.

But then, outta nowhere, this kid runs by and knocks my baguette right outta my hands! I’m like, “Noooo!” It’s like watching a slow-motion disaster. The bread hits the ground, and I’m just standing there, heartbroken. I mean, it’s just bread, but c’mon!

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