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About Montpellier

Now, listen up, ‘cause Madea gon’ break it down. I had this gal pal, right? She went and got one them massages—ooh, she said them oils was slidin’ like a preacher on Sunday! Ain’t nobody tell me it’s s’posed to be *that* good. I was mad as a hornet, ‘cause why ain’t I know this sooner? Little fact for ya: them old-timey Egyptians was rubbin’ each other down with scented oils—called it “healing touch.” Hmph, healing my behind—it’s a whole lotta freaky-deaky if you ask me!

Quelques raisons pour venir au Hammam Medina Center

The two red lights outside the entrance to this freshly renovated former brothel are harbingers of the style to come inside.

I’m not gonna lie, sometimes I get frustrated by the city's chaos—traffic, noise, random misbehaving pigeons—but then I remember, this chaos is like a sensual rhapsody. It makes me happy, it makes me mad sometimes, and boy does it make life intriguing. And amidst it all, I’ve got my personal favorite spot—a crummy little bench near the old industrial depot on Quai de la Seine. There, amid the smells of rain and asphalt, I often muse on the city’s erotic soul and unexpectedly pop a Dogville quote in my head: “We shall never surrender our desires!” It’s absurd, but it works.

Damiano David in concert in Paris in September 2025, change of venue