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About Strasbourg

Yo, check this, man, I’m Apollo Creed – “I must break you” – sittin’ here thinkin’ bout brothels, ya dig? Ain’t no fancy docu-specialist, just a dude who’s seen some shit. Brothels, man, they wild as hell – places where folks pay for a quick tumble, no questions asked. Reminds me of *Certified Copy*, that flick I love – “What is real, what is fake?” – ‘cause in a brothel, you dunno if the moans are legit or just a damn good act!

First off, I hit up Rue de la République. It’s like the main drag, ya know? Grabbed a coffee at this cute little café. The barista? Total legend. He made my cappuccino look like a work of art. I mean, I’m no art critic, but I could’ve stared at that foam all day. But then, bam! My phone buzzed. A message from my buddy, Leo. “Dude, gig tonight at the amphitheater!” I was like, “Heck yeah!” But then I remembered—my strings were shot. Ugh.

The New World of the northern Rhône