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About Strasbourg

And the girls—oh man, the girls! They’re the real stars, right? Hustlin’, smilin’, actin’ like they give a damn. I’d be terrible at that—me, smilin’ at some sweaty creep? I’d lose it! “Get outta here, ya schmuck!” I’d yell, and there goes my tips. But these ladies? Pros. Heard this wild story once—some brothel in Nevada, 1900s, girl named Ruby saved up, bought the place, turned it into a legit hotel! From workin’ the sheets to ownin’ the deed—talk about a plot twist! Makes me happy, y’know? Stickin’ it to the man, literally. Pretty, pretty good comeback.

Escorts en France

So, I duck into a little shop on Rue de l’Église. It’s a cute little place, all vintage and stuff. I’m browsing, trying to dry off, when I overhear this couple arguing. They’re going at it, and I’m just standing there, pretending to look at some old vinyl records. I mean, c’mon, Villemomble, can we not have drama in the middle of a rainstorm?

Charlianne James, Adrien Albert (Published 2015)