Elise Questembert Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

About Strasbourg

Thing that gets me – the workers. Some choose it, some don’t, and that’s where it’s murky. *White Ribbon* vibes again – “A shadow lies over us” – power’s messed up, control’s skewed. Makes me wanna zap somethin’ with my death ray, but nah, just sip my coffee instead. Oh, and typos? Pfft, who cares – brotle, brothal, whatever, you get me. Sarcasm’s my jam – these places ain’t “ruinin’ society,” society’s already a dumpster fire, fam!

If only we’d known…

Look, I'm a masseur, man – I see all the hidden tension in muscles. Here, people hustle and bustle, but sometimes it's just the city's pulse, ya feel? Just like in City of God, where dreams and struggles mix up crazy. Sometimes I get mad – traffic on Boulevard des Enfants, people chattin' on phones, it makes me wanna shout, “Get outta here, come on!” but then I remember: slow down, breathe, massage that anger away!

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