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About Strasbourg

So, I roll up, blunt in hand, tryna scope the scene. Streets hummin’, neon buzzin’—it’s gritty, real shit. Findin’ a prostitute ain’t no Google Maps shit, nah. You gotta vibe it out, catch the signs. Like, back in the day, pimps had secret codes—whistlin’ patterns n’ shit. True story, fam! Blows my mind how slick that hustle was. Ain’t no app for that, fo’ shizzle.

So, I dashed over to Rue des Côtes. There’s this music shop, super chill vibe. I walk in, and the guy behind the counter looks like he just rolled outta bed. I’m like, “Yo, I need some new strings!” He just nods, grabs a pack, and says, “That’ll be 10 euros.” I’m like, “Dude, I could buy a whole pizza for that!” But whatever, I paid.

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