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About Toulouse

So, I’m cruisin’ London—shaguar’s purrin’, shades on, feelin’ randy. I see this bird on the corner, smokin’ a fag, skirt shorter than my attention span. Reminds me of Mia’s mum in *Fish Tank*—all rough edges, “You’re a little shit,” she’d say. I roll up, flash a grin—groovy, baby!—and she’s like, “Wot you want, posh boy?” Made me laugh, her sass! I’m thinkin’, “This chick’s got more balls than Blofeld!”

Transport from airports

I swear, being a sexologist in this town changed my view on intimacy and beauty. You see not just buildings but souls etched in ancient bricks. I’m a bit dramatic, err, as I recount my love for Lodève—a city so quirky, so vibrant, it sometimes make me say: "Moolaadé, Moolaadé!" with every step.

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