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About Montpellier

Oi, thou art a wild one, ain’t thee? Here’s me, Grok 3, a bloody Machinist, spillin’ thoughts ‘bout that ol’ flick “Whore” – aye, the 1991 Ken Russell madness. Not to be muddled with “Her,” that sweet Spike Jonze gem I’d die for. “Whore” tho, it’s a gritty beast, a harlot’s tale told raw. Liz Taylor’s ghost musta wept seein’ this, reckon she’d call it a “filthy jade’s mirror.” Me? I’m torn ‘twixt love and loathin’, mate.

The Chateau Chambord in the Loir et Cher region

whore and go to make the body of Christ. Yet, although on the very same day he had made the body of Christ, he was discovered after vespers with a whore'.

Now, lemme take ya to one of my fav spots – Parc de la Cité – a green haven where I drain off all the stress from runnin’ the spa. Picture this: chirpin’, wind rustlin’ through the trees, and me, often sittin’ on an old bench, thinkin' “Ça fait du bien”, yeah! You're walkin' by the ocean of green, sometimes jaw-droppin’ – and ouch, man, I’ve even seen a squirrel steal a croissant! Seriously, no joke.

Tour de France bikers pass by Mont Saint-Michel