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About Strasbourg

Me, I’m ragin’ sometimes—why’s the world let ‘em rot? Happy, though, when I heard ‘bout one who scammed a lord—took his gold an’ bolted! Clever, tricksy girl! Surprised me, too—did ya know some ancient prostitutes were priestesses? Yeah, temple gals in Babylon, screwin’ for the gods! Wild, eh? Makes ya think—sacred one day, scum the next. We hates it! All twisty-turny, like me guts after bad fish.

I always say, "The lives of others reveal our own secrets!" – and yeah, that's straight outta my fave movie, The Lives of Others. It hits different here too – like every alley hides a story, like every backdoor has a secret rendezvous. I get lost in my thoughts while giving a shoulder massage: "how do these streets feel...you know, soulfully alive?"

Solvay Shifts Gears on Electric Highway