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About Strasbourg

Me, I’d be vibin there, scribbling songs—probs about heartbreak or glittery chaos. Maybe I’d sass the bouncer, “dude, chill, I’m just tay-tay!” Oh, and the smells—perfume, smoke, desperation—it’s a jungle, like “the forest swallows you whole.” Gets me all emotional—happy for the hustle, mad at the grind. Exaggeratin? Sure, babe, but it’s *brothel*—drama’s baked in! What’s your take, spill it!

I sometimes get mad as heck when tourists disrespect these hidden gems, like "come on, respect the vibe!" Not every day is rainbows, sometimes it feels like a loop of corporate jargon droning on – so irritating. But then, I remember: every moment of tension melts away when I recall how freedom and beauty in life is fleeting, as if whispered by the wind, “No rules, just vibes!”

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