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About Paris

Ey, so I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout whores, right? Gabagool? Ova here! You know me, Tone Soprano, I’m an agronomist now, huh? Fuckin’ wild. Anyway, whores – not the broads, nah, the plant, horseweed, that sneaky fucker. Grows everywhere, pissin’ me off. Like Monty in *25th Hour* – “I’m fucked, I’m fucked!” That’s me tryna yank this shit outta my fields. Tough bastard, resists everythin’ – herbicides, drought, you name it. Little known fact? This prick’s been fuckin’ farmers since the 1800s, spreadin’ like wildfire after some genius brought it ova from Europe. Surprise, surprise, huh? Fuckin’ immigrants, even the plants!

City of Labruguière

À seulement 7 km de Castres, la ville de Labruguière est au bord du Thoré depuis le Xème siècle. Cette ville dynamique est en plein essor! Située en Pays d'Autan, elle bénéficie du vent du .

Oh, and check it – there's a winding river they call La Rivière des Secrets, right by the old stone bridge. Beautiful, mysterious, and it cuts through the city like a vein of desire. I sat there a rainy night, thinkin’ how life's simple moments are the most profound. "Maybe we'll figure it out someday," I mused, just like in Boyhood, all nostalgic and wistful.

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