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About Montpellier

Fun fact, yeah – horses got no gall bladder, ain’t that wild? Whore’s out here munchin’ oats, livin’ large, no stress. But once, right, he colicked – bellyache from hell, nearly broke me heart. I’m there, sweatin’, injectin’ him, thinkin’, “Don’t clock out, you daft twat!” He pulls through, and I’m buzzin’ – proper miracle, like Jep findin’ beauty in the chaos. Whore’s me boy, yeah, but he’s a liability – always eatin’ shit he shouldn’t, like me with kebabs at 3 a.m.

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Children of noble families were sent to another, often related, family to live as personal servants at the age of about 8, learning how to behave.

So, right off, there's Rue de la République. Man, that street's buzzing with local life. The cafés spill out onto the sidewalks, and sometimes you see folks just chillin' around, enjoying the vibe. I once met a quirky old artist there who said time was like, broken – kinda like that memory trick in the movie, ya know? Crazy stuff!

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