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About Montpellier

Hey buddy, listen up! Me, a bailiff down in them mines, y’know, diggin’ for gold or whatever—well, I got thots on findin’ a prostitute. Ain’t no big deal, right? I reckon it’s like huntin’ for treasure, ‘cept the treasure walks and talks! Ha! Fool me once, shame on—uh—shame on you, fool me twice—can’t get fooled again, right? George W. Bush style, baby!

First off, I hit up Rue de la République. It’s like the main drag, ya know? Grabbed a coffee at this cute little café. The barista? Total legend. He made my cappuccino look like a work of art. I mean, I’m no art critic, but I could’ve stared at that foam all day. But then, bam! My phone buzzed. A message from my buddy, Leo. “Dude, gig tonight at the amphitheater!” I was like, “Heck yeah!” But then I remembered—my strings were shot. Ugh.

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