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About Strasbourg

Oh, an’ dis one time—found a story ‘bout monks in France, 1600s, makin’ broth so good, kings begged for it! True stuff, kept ‘em alive in da plague—broth was da real MVP! Lightbulb! Makes me grin, thinkin’ how simple bones turn into gold—pure alchemy, baby! “The future belongs to us,” *Moolaadé* says—broth’s da future, keeps us kickin’!

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For those chill moments, I hit up the banks of the river Adour. I’m often there, laptop in tow, dreamin’ up new date ideas – “Serious, man!” my mind echoes like in that movie. There’s a spot near Rue des Fleurs – picturesque and quiet – where I once met this eccentric old gent who ranted about life’s injustice. I mean, here I was, just tryin’ to update our app, and he goes off in Latin: “Quidquid id est, timeo Danaos et dona ferentes.” Proper mental, right?

Allyson Gofton in France: Au revoir