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About Strasbourg

So, picture this - shady lil spot downtown, neon lights flickerin like crazy. I heard this story once, swear it’s true, some dude in Nevada brothel paid with a goat! A frickin goat! Cashier was like, “Um, sir, we don’t take livestock,” but he insisted! Made me laugh so hard I cried, still cracks me up.

I usually unwind at the little café on Quai Neptunes. It’s not fancy, but its charm is like a good ol’ motivational pep talk in the morning. Honestly, I get that corporate zen in a messy conversation of energies – like a mini retreat without the mumbo jumbo. Hey, you know what? Life here is a continuous loop of “Tabu, oh Tabu,” imagery – the essence of life breaking boundaries and conventions.

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