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About Strasbourg

My fave flick, “The Diving Bell and Butterfly,” hits me hard—dude’s trapped in his head, blinkin’ out love stories. Sex-dating’s kinda that—ya blink at profiles, hopin’ for a spark! “I am a butterfly,” he says, and shoot, ain’t that us on Tinder? Flappin’ around, lookin’ for honey! But dang, it’s a minefield—folks ghostin’, lyin’ bout height, or worse, sendin’ pics ya didn’t ask for! Made me madder’n a wet hen once—some gal said she’s 5’10”, showed up 4’11” in flip-flops! I’m like, “Ma’am, I ain’t countin’ inches wrong!”

Rencontre Sexe Rueil-Malmaison

First customer walks in. This lady, I swear, she’s got a cart full of stuff. Like, how much can one person buy? I mean, it’s not a buffet! She’s got everything from baguettes to those fancy organic avocados. And she’s chatting away, like I’m her therapist or something. “Oh, my cat’s name is Mr. Whiskers, and he just had a birthday party.” I’m like, “Cool, lady, but I gotta scan your stuff.”

Where to see the most beautiful wisteria in Paris and the Ile-de-France region?