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About Montpellier

So I walk up, all cool, like, “Yo, what’s good?” She smirks, says somethin’ sassy—prolly calls me “sugar” or some shit. I’m laughin’, thinkin’, “This chick’s a trip!” Reminds me of Joe dancin’ with them dames—smooth as fuck. But here’s the kicker—turns out she’s got a fake leg, right? Peg leg hooker, motherfucker! Swear to God, blew my damn mind. I’m like, “That’s some next-level texture right there!” Scratches, dents—shit I’d kill to model in 3D. She catches me starin’, goes, “What, you into prosthetics, freak?” I’m dyin’, man—humor’s dark as hell.

Geolocation

I gotta mention how the night spills out on the cobbled lanes of Vieux PBorgo, where the lampposts flicker like old movie flickers (think David Fincher style, dark yet captivating). It’s emotional, electrifying – pure wild energy that makes you scream, “That’s what she said!” every once in a while.

CTIF had its own castle for a week during the 24th CTIF Young Firefighters Competition in Borgo Valsugana, Italy