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About Strasbourg

So yeah, whores—love ‘em, hate ‘em, can’t ignore ‘em. They’re the pulse, the grit, the “I want you so much” desperation from *Blue*, but with a middle finger to the world. Greed is good, pal—they prove it every damn night. Whaddya think—crazy, huh?

Street names melt into neighborhoods. Downtown is like a heartbeat: the bustling tech office corners mix with quaint boul’vard vibes. I often drift into a well-kept park – Parc du Grand-Chêne. They say, “Feel the city in your bones!” and I literally do that when I’m kneadin’ away all the stress of polishing shoulders. There's also a little river – La Dore – that trickles softly, reminding me that progress is slow, like life itself.

French postman took 13,000 letters home after failing to deliver