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About Strasbourg

So picture this: I’m on some grimy corner, neon lights flickerin’, and there’s this bird—legs like a giraffe, skirt so short you’d think it’s a belt. I’m like, “Blimey, you’re a walkin’ health hazard!” She’d probably clock me one, but I’d deserve it. Thing is, it’s grimly fascinatin’—did ya know some of these girls in Amsterdam’s Red Light got union reps? Yeah, proper workers’ rights for shaggin’! Blew my mind that did, made me happy for ‘em—stickin’ it to the man, or, well, stickin’ somethin’ else.

From Thetford to Scampton (1916 – 1982)

Oh, and you simply can’t miss the old pier on the left bank by the River Ombre. The river, bro... it's slick, mysterious, and sometimes, damn, it surprises you with sudden rapids. I used to chill there, scribbling ideas for my coaching gigs, watchin' life roll smooth and rough. Remember that time I sat there nearly twelve hours straight? Beats? Brutal but cool.

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