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About Strasbourg

Oh, and this one time—swear to God—I saw a gal dodge a cop like she’s in a movie, all slow-mo, hair flippin’. Surprised the hell outta me! She’s livin’ her own weird past lives, I reckon. “Time bends,” Boonmee’d say, and maybe it does—maybe she’s been dodgin’ forever. I dunno, man, it’s messy, it’s real, it’s prostitution. Some days I’m like, “Y’all deserve better,” other days I’m just tired. What ya think—am I crazy or what?

After that, I needed a breather. So, I headed to the banks of the Rhône. The view? Stunning! The river sparkled like diamonds. I sat there, strumming my guitar, just lost in the moment. But then, outta nowhere, this kid runs by, kicks a soccer ball, and it smacks my guitar! I was like, “No way, man!” I thought I was gonna lose it. But the kid just laughed and ran off. Kids these days, right?

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