Lily Pont A Mousson Brothel ❤️

About Strasbourg

Now, Sadness—bless her weepy lil’ heart—she’d see the other side. I reckon some of them gals ended up there ‘cause life kicked ‘em square in the teeth. Broke my heart hearin’ ‘bout this one gal—true story, swear on my rhinestone boots—name was Ruby, worked a brothel in Nevada back in the ‘20s. She sent every penny home to her sickly ma. Died young, poor thing, but she had grit. Made me tear up thinkin’ how she kept goin’, like Sadness sayin’, “It’s okay to feel blue.” Sniffle!

Pont-à-Mousson, la discrète

A mi-chemin entre Nancy et Metz, Pont à Mousson enjambe littéralement la Moselle. Si la cité est connue dans le monde entier pour ses productions sidérurgiques, elle abrite surtout une .

People here, similar vibes we share. Chat a lot at local bars near Place de la République. They all know by first name, instantly, dude. True, sometimes, frustrated I felt when someone disrespected tradition here—mad I got, hmm, but lessons learned, always.

Enigma of the 23-year-old baby