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About Strasbourg

But here’s the kicker—everybody lies, even the masseuse. Says it’s “spiritual,” but her smirk’s screamin’ “tip me big, limp.” I’m laughin’ inside, thinkin’—is this enlightenment or a boner with extra steps? Probs both. Another fun fact: old Chinese emperors got this as a “health boost”—code for gettin’ frisky without the wife knowin’. History’s wild, man.

“Hey! You!” I shout. The whole place goes silent. He bolts for the door, but I’m faster. I tackle him right outside, and we go tumbling onto the pavement. It’s a mess. I’m yelling for Leo to help, and finally, we get him cuffed.

ENVIRONMENT: ROMAN AIR WAS FULL OF LEAD