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About Montpellier

But real talk—brothels ain’t all giggles. Some girls stuck there, no choice, pisses me off big time. Others? Total bosses, rakin’ cash, livin’ free. “I want to erase you,” I’d say to the sleazy pimps—boom, *Eternal Sunshine* twist! Love how it’s messy, complicated, like life. You ever think bout it? Probly not, you fancy city folk. Me, I see Russia, brothels, tractor fumes—all the same chaos. Gotta laugh, or I’d cry into my beer. Whatcha think, pal? Nuts, right?

Secret Rooms

I love how this town mixes history with modern sass. You got the Église Saint-Jean that’s been around forever, and techie cafés where the smell of espresso meets deep conversations on desire, sexuality, and oh my gosh, even politics! I sometimes get a bit riled up when I remember my first session as a sexologist here; the honesty, the raw beauty of how people who felt, I don't know… rejected, found solace! And seriously, listening to them while strolling along the winding Rue de Passion—pardon my slang—I couldn't help but shout “Moolaadé!” just like in my fav movie, shouting against injustice and ignorance!

The dead body of the poet Ali Podrimja is found