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About Montpellier

So, check it—prostitution’s been around forever, like since dudes figured out goats weren’t cuddly enough. Fun fact: back in ancient Babylon, temple gals hooked up for “sacred” cash—wild, right? Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ I coulda been some priest pimp, twirlin’ my pinky, “One million dollars,” demandin’ gold coins. Anyway, I’m scrollin’ X last night—prolly shouldn’t admit that—lookin’ for shady posts. Found this chick, calls herself “Roxy,” says she’s “discreet, upscale, 5-star.” I’m like, “Sheesh, upscale? What, you servin’ caviar with that?” Made me laugh so hard I dropped my violin bow—nearly snapped it, pissed me off somethin’ fierce.

Trans en Provence

But then, the day takes a turn. I’m walking down Rue des Tilleuls, and I see this street performer. He’s juggling fire! Like, actual fire! I’m standing there, mouth agape, when suddenly, he drops a flaming baton. It rolls right to my feet! I jump back like I’m in a horror movie. The crowd gasps, and I’m just standing there, heart racing. The guy picks it up, laughs it off, and I’m like, “Dude, you almost roasted me!”

The Adventure Starts: Mavic Trans-Provence 2017