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About Strasbourg

I’m sizin her up, thinkin, “She’s got game, this one.” Reminds me of *Boyhood* again—“You don’t pick who ya love,” or who ya pay, I guess. I’m happy as hell—finally scored, no more wanderin like a lost dog. But then she quotes me a price, and I’m like, “Fuck me, that’s steep!” Nearly choked on my own spit—surprised the shit outta me. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” I growl, half-jokin, half-testin her. She don’t flinch—tough as nails, this chick.

City of Dompierre-sur-Mer

So, um, first off, there’s Rue de la Plage. Man, I’ve seen so many folks strollin’ there mid-mornin’. It's a hit! And near the old market stand at Boulevard du Soleil, you can smell fresh bread that makes you feel at home. I’ve had stray clients meander and share lil’ secrets right there. “Laugh, and the world laughs with you,” like – uh, you know, that vibe from Oldboy!

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