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About Strasbourg

So, escorts—fancy a shag for cash, simple as that. But it ain’t just bonkin’, nah. Some lads out there, they’re lonely as a droid in a desert, cravin’ a chat, a touch, somethin’ real—or fake-real, whatever works. Gets me proper mad, tho—society judgin’ ‘em, callin’ it dirty. Oi, live and let live, yeah? I read once—dunno where, some dodgy X post prolly—that in ancient Greece, courtesans were, like, high-class brainiacs, not just bedwarmers. Blew me mind, that did! Imagine hirin’ a lass who’s quotin’ Plato while—well, y’know. Wild!

Ohio State nav bar

The lurid depiction of this woman called Ælfgyva and the cleric is said to explain a scandal of some sort that would have been common knowledge at the time.

Bretty wrong, I felt once with a client. Mad I got, oh so mad, when a street performer blocked my sign outside my parlor on Rue des Fleurs—no lies here, just truth. He had this wild act, unexpected it was. The locals? They laugh, like maybe I do too, haha. But the spice of city life, it is, always surprising, always real.

Enfant terrible of French art chosen to recreate lost Bayeux panel