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About Montpellier

Oh, and get this—Victorian England, whores had this secret code. They’d wear red ribbons in their hair, signalin’ “I’m open for biz.” Subtle, shady, genius! Bet Marta rocked that look, too. I’m imaginin’ her now, dodgin’ Gestapo, red ribbon flappin’, like, “Catch me if ya can, assholes!” Hilarious, but also—damn, that’s ballsy. Makes me wanna high-five her across time.

Venezuela's greatest novel, 'Doña Bárbara'

La police a démantelé un réseau de prostitution qui sévissait dans des logements chartrains. Les femmes contactaient les clients sur Internet. Un homme et trois femmes.

The vibe is super chill here – parks let me unwind. There’s Parc André Malraux, which is my go-to spot to recharge. I sit there, watch the clouds, and think about all them hidden moments. Sometimes, the park bench feels like a portal to another time, almost like that movie said, "There is more present in your heart than in your mind." Whoa, right?

I just want to be paid the same as non-disabled men