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Oh my, where do I even start in Lodeve?! I'm a sexologist livin’ here, and lemme tell you, every cobbled street sings with stories—like, seriously, remember that Moolaadé vibe? "R2-D2, where are you?" I keep yellin’ when I miss a beat!

Fig. 1. Simplified geological map of the Lodève Basin. The locations of...