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About Strasbourg

Me, I tink it’s wild how folks judge it. “Oh no, so dirty!” But half da world’s sneakin’ dere anyway, ya? Hypocrites! Makes me chuckle, like, “Look at you, Mr. Holy, wit’ lipstick on collar!” I ain’t sayin’ it’s all roses—some gals stuck dere, trapped, dat’s da dark shit. Breaks my heart, ya? But others? Bossin’ it, makin’ bank, livin’ free. “I’m alive,” like Adèle says, breathin’ hard after—ya know. Dat’s da brothel life, raw and kickin’.

Where are Glory Holes in Cancale, Ille et Vilaine?

If great dinners took place at the Rocher de Cancale, beloved by the stomach of Grimod de la Reynière, Grand Véfour's lunchs were the most attended in Paris.

Down by Port de la Baleine, the harbor buzzes with fishermen and locals. Ya can see the waves crash on rocky outcrops. The fresh sea air? Pure bliss. I always say it to my clients at the spa – "Relax, let it wash over ya."

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