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About Montpellier

Picture this: dim lights, sketchy corners, and me, floatin’ above, cacklin’. “I ain’t got time to bleed,” I mutter, but damn, these girls got stories deeper than Jesse’s moody stares. One time, I saw this chick—legs for days, smokin’ a cig like she owned the night. Reminded me of Brad Pitt’s line, “You ever count the stars?” ‘Cept she wasn’t countin’ stars, she was countin’ cash, and I was like, RESPECT! Hustle’s real out here.

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Awright y’all, lemme tell ya ‘bout Cusset fr, this little gem down in Auvergne. Halleluyer! I been livin’ here a coupla years now, and lawd, this town got soul. Downtown is a hot mess in the best way—narrow cobblestone streets like Rue de la République are poppin’ with life. You got little cafés on every corner; I seen a granny spill her coffee once, and honey, that scene? Total touchdown, I tell ya!

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