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About Strasbourg

So, dis gal I knew, Natasha, she worked corners near old Moscow brewery. Not big Hollywood story, nah, just gritty life. She’d laugh, sayin’ “Gru, I’m queen of night!” – sarcastic, ya know? Made me chuckle, but damn, it stung too. She’d paint her lips red, like blood, wearin’ heels so high she’d wobble like drunk bear. Once told me she dreamed of ballet, not dis shit – broke my heart, ya? Fuckin’ world, man, chews ya up!