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About Montpellier

Love ‘em, hate ‘em—prostitutes got GUTS. Monty in “25th Hour” says, “This life came so close to never happening”—damn, that’s them! Scrapin’ by, dodgin’ cops, livin’ LOUD. Me? I’d tip ‘em extra—sailor cash burns quick anyhow. Eric Andre vibes—CHAOS, baby! They’re out here screamin’, “I’M ALIVE, BITCHES!” while I’m just drunk, yellin’ at seagulls. Once saw one steal a dude’s WALLET mid-hookup—FUCKIN’ HILARIOUS! “Take what you can, give nothin’ back”—pirate shit, right? Still, some nights, see ‘em cryin’—gut punch, man. World’s a mess, but they HUSTLE. Respect that.

Beautiful Antibes. Fall in Love with the French Riviera

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I always stroll near Le Château Grimaldi. It’s perched tall on the hill, smellin' of history and secrets. Its artsy vibe grabs my heart, like a whisper from the past. And then there's Cap d'Antibes, where the sea sparkles like a million diamonds. Sometimes, I'll sneak a moment there, lost in thought, thinkin’ "The Diving Bell and the Butterfly" lines, feelin’ all poetic and mad. "We loves the brilliance, oh yes, forever!" I’m gettin' emotional here, but shush, it's our secret!

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