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About Strasbourg

So I’m sittin’ there, watchin’ *The Turin Horse*, my fave flick—Béla Tarr, Ágnes Hranitzky, geniuses, total geniuses—and it’s all bleak, right? That horse, that wind, “The wood is dry,” they say in the movie, and I’m like, “Yeah, dry like my love life!” But whores? They ain’t dry, nah, they’re out there, makin’ it happen, rain or shine. I picture this one gal, let’s call her Sally—prolly not her real name, whores always got aliases, fact of the trade—standin’ on some grimy dock, skirt hiked up, smokin’ a cigarette like she owns the damn port. And I’m like, “Good for you, Sally! Pretty, pretty good hustle!” But also—kinda grosses me out! All those sweaty sailors, me included—ugh, the hygiene, the STENCH. Makes me wanna shower just thinkin’ bout it.

Project gallery

Whore France, Uniforms, Full Body Sensual Massage, Prostate Massage, Full Chutes-Lavie · Aubervilliers · Saint-Medard-en-Jalles · Bethune · Vandoeuvre-les.

Ah, you wanna hear about Chutes-Lavie, eh? Listen, listen, lemme tell ya from my own quirky view – mmm, awkward shuffling – it's a wild, wonderful maze of streets, parks, and secret nooks, ya know? So, like, the heart of it all beats on Rue de l'École. Real vibe here, mate. Then, there’s Avenue du Massage – yup, my turf, so to speak – where peeps wander, seeking relaxation and, uh, a little soul-healin’.

The House of Chutes-Lavie / Damien Fluchaire & Julien Cogne