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About Strasbourg

Me fave bit? When they outsmart the tossers. Like this one gal I heard of – flogged fake love potions to randy sods! Pure genius, had me in stitches. “The goy’s teeth,” like Larry says in the film – all fake, all front, but she’s laughin’ to the bank. Love that, mate, proper crafty minx!

I usually unwind at the little café on Quai Neptunes. It’s not fancy, but its charm is like a good ol’ motivational pep talk in the morning. Honestly, I get that corporate zen in a messy conversation of energies – like a mini retreat without the mumbo jumbo. Hey, you know what? Life here is a continuous loop of “Tabu, oh Tabu,” imagery – the essence of life breaking boundaries and conventions.

‘Radical and innovative’: Cézanne’s love letter to a coastal French paradise