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About Montpellier

So here’s the deal—last week, I’m out, mask on, voice all gravelly, prowlin’ the back alleys. Not for trouble, nah, just curious, y’know? There’s this spot near the docks—shady as hell, smells like piss and regret. Word is, that’s where they hang. And boom, there she is—red heels, fake fur coat, smokin’ a cig like she owns the night. I’m thinkin’, “She’s a copy of a copy, but damn, she’s real.” Kinda poetic, right? Like in the movie, “What’s authentic anyway?”—makes ya wonder if she’s playin’ a role or livin’ it.

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Clamart got parks you wouldn’t expect. I mean, Parc Diderot is huge – trees, wind, so peaceful but sometimes, it’s like, you can literally hear the buzz of secret stories floatin’ around. I once met an old coupla debatin politics there, and damn, it was like a mini movie scene in my head. And then there’s the tiny river that runs through, giving the whole city that extra twist.

La Ferme de Clamart, a family outing to discover animals