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About Montpellier

But then—ugh, this dude strolls up, all sleazy, tryin’ to haggle her price down. Made me MAD, like a barnacle on me buns! I’m yellin’, “Respect the hustle, jerkwad!” He bolts, and I’m like, “Good riddance, ya chum-bucket!” She’s crackin’ up, says, “You’re nuts, parachute guy.” I’m blushin’—me, SpongeBob, blushin’! “I’m ready!” I shout, just to cover it.

So you want to book a sex worker?

For Miranda Corbie, private investigator and erstwhile escort, there are debts to be paid and memories―long-suppressed and willfully forgotten―to be resurrected.

So come on over, darlin', wander the quaint streets, revisit stories behind old bricks and laugh with the ghosts on the wind. And remember, just like in my fave movie, sometimes you gotta “talk to her” – or your inner self – to find the beau in these little moments. Life here’s a comforting jumble of memories, love, and weird, wonderful typos runnin' wild, and sugar – you’ll just love every bit of it!

Candice Corbie croons