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About Montpellier

I spot one—red lipstick, fishnets, the cliche’s alive! She’s workin’ it, and I’m thinkin’, “She’s got her routine down, huh?” Kinda admire that hustle. Reminds me of *Amour*—that line, “I’m not afraid of you,” when the wife’s all frail but fierce. This chick? Same vibe. Tough as nails. I’m half yellin’ in my head, “You go, girl!”—half wonderin’ if I’d suck at this gig. Probs would. I’d trip over my own sass.

Underage prostitute

Go to the police station in the east part of Point Verdun. Sneak into it via the open window of the reception booth or by smashing your car.

But then, outta nowhere, this pigeon swoops down and lands on my shoulder! I freaked out! Like, “Get off me, bird!” Everyone around was laughing. I was mortified but also kinda amused. I mean, who gets attacked by a pigeon in Verdun?

Shots fired at Verdun residence