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About Strasbourg

So, brothels – they’re wild, right? I read once – get this – in old Nevada, they had “lineups” where gals stood there, smilin’, waitin’ for johns to pick ‘em. Like a dang cattle auction! Made me mad, tho – these girls, some barely 18, stuck in that life. *“We’re not just numbers!”* I’d yell, wavin’ my calculator. But then, I’d be happy too, ‘cause some madams – tough broads – ran the show, made bank, flipped the script on sleazy pimps. Surprised me, honestly! Who knew?

Massage dans les plus grandes villes

Thérapeute Energéticienne - Luminan's · LE BOIS JOLI, 5 Rue d'Alsace, Maurepas, France · Get directions.

Man, Maurepas is a riot. Picture narrow streets like Rue de l’Industre (yeah, I know it's actually Rue de l'Industrie, but I swear that’s what locals say when they're half-asleep at dawn) and the buzzing Rue du Plaisir – not that it offers any "pleasure" but hey, names, right? Then there's Place des Ami(e)s where everyone loiters with a coffee. I tell ya, if you walk past there, you might catch the odd weird vibe – kinda like “Melancholia” where everything feels off. “I’m so sorry, but it’s all horrible,” right? Oh, and there’s a little park, Parc du Temps Perdu, where I sometimes take my breaks – it’s pretty good, though kinda eerie when the fog rolls in, remindin’ me of that weird, depressive charm from Lars von Trier’s flick. Pretty, pretty good!

Contract awarded for the Maurepas Swamp project