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About Montpellier

So, picture this – I’m sat there, sipping me tea, imagining some lass on the corner, all heels and lipstick, flogging her wares like I flog me auction lots. “Going once, going twice – sold to the geezer with the dodgy mustache!” Hilarious, right? But nah, it ain’t all laughs. Gets me proper vexed, it does – blokes treating ‘em like dirt. Makes me wanna scream, “In this family, we do not run!” Straight outta the movie, that. Respect, yeah? They’re hustling, surviving – fair play!

ADMITTED PORTAL

Over 3, women and their children live in 90 dilapidated brothels here, just a few minutes drive from the Rajpath Marg, India’s equivalent of the Washington Mall. Every day men, women, and.

I can’t forget Parc de la Loire; it’s a slice of heaven with grassy patches to sprawl on. The river, La Rive, gently curls by. I always say, “Look at the river, just keepin’ on even when life’s rough.” True as hell. Sometimes I get mad at traffic noise on Chaussée des Artisans, but then I remember how resilient we are, like the survivors in those intense film moments.

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