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About Strasbourg

Argh! I’m ready! So, me mateys, let’s talk findin’ a prostitute—yep, goin’ all out like in me fave flick, *A.I. Artificial Intelligence*! Picture this: Bikini Bottom’s got its dark corners, right? I’m bouncin’ around, all hyper, thinkin’ “I’m not a robot, I’m a real boy!”—wait, no, I’m a sponge, haha! But srsly, findin’ a prossie ain’t like orderin’ a Krabby Patty. It’s sneaky, shady, and—holy barnacles—kinda thrilling!

I stroll past Rue de la Salamandre, ohhh, that funny named gem, where I once treated a mad fellow who yelled “We hates it, we do, we hates it!” after a long day, his muscles twisted in pain. Pff, poor bastard, but yess. The parks, oh! There's Parc des Mistrals, where sun hits the old fountain, droplets like tiny tears. I once left my massage table there, and oh blimey, a gecko crawled on it! Precious... but we laughed.

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