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About Strasbourg

Prozzies got stories, man. There’s this tale from Amsterdam—true shit—where a girl saved up her cash, bought a boat, and sailed off. Fuckin’ badass! I’d toast her with a nice red, sayin’, “I ate his liver with fava beans,” just to freak out the normies nearby. Makes me wonder—what’d Theo do if he met her? Prob’ly just stare, all moody.

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Remember, buddy: I’m Mr. T, and I pity the fool who don’t dive into Claix’s wild, speshul vibes. Enjoy your visit, and let your heart be your guide – it's all about livin’ the moment, even when things go off the rails like that cheezy line, “I’m your huckleberry.”

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