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About Montpellier

So, I heard this wild story—some brothel in Nevada, legit one, had a parrot that cursed at the johns. Freakin’ hilarious! Bird’s squawkin’, “Pay up, asshole!”—I’m dyin’ laughin’ just picturin’ it. But then, boom, reality hits—some of these girls, they’re trafficked, tricked into it. Pisses me off! How’s that still happenin’ in 2025? I’m yellin’ at the TV half the time, “Fix this crap!”—but nah, nobody listens.

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Meet the beautiful ladies at Sagebrush Ranch.

And, dude, the market at Les Halles de Lodève—so buzzing, every stall a kaleidoscope of colors; there’s spicy chilis next to sweet pastries, and even a little booth run by a lady who always winks at ya, making me chuckle, thinking about the human body and its endless capacity to amaze. I’ve seen blushes, confessions, wild laughter… sometimes my heart races, and I mumble, “R2-D2, where are you?” when I'm overwhelmed!

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