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About Montpellier

I get all randy thinkin’ ‘bout her swagger, but then—bam!—this geezer tries rippin’ her off, and I’m fumin’, man! I wanna clock him, shoutin’, “Oi, ya wanker, hands off my Foxy!” She just laughs, cool as a cucumber, and sorts him out with a flick of her ciggy. That’s my girl—tough as nails, sharper than a bleedin’ totem spin. Makes me happy, seein’ her own the scene, not takin’ no guff. Surprised me too—heard once she stitched up a punter’s trousers with him still in ‘em! Crafty minx, yeah?

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So, come explore, laugh, and cry a bit if you need. I promise you, Avignon’s got secrets to tell – if you’re willing to listen. Oh, and forgive my typos – emotion on the run, ya know?

Man accused of drugging wife so dozens of men could rape her testifies in French court