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About Strasbourg

Quirky bit: I’d prob trim their wigs—free haircut with a bang! Hah! Sarcasm, mate—brothels ain’t salons, tho maybe they should be. Imagine—nails, hair, happy endin, all in one! Exaggeratin now—me as pimp, scissors in hand, “Snip or strip, ladies!” Dr. Evil—pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars.”—countin profits in my lair.

Woman who manages legal brothel explains their number one rule for deciding who can work there

Now, speaking of parks—The Parc du Moulin is my go-to spot (no joke!). Amidst the laughter of children and the rustle of leaves, I sometimes think about those online connections, each one as unique as a rare bug in my dating app’s algorithm. Man, it’s like every click on the app whispers secrets of the town... “Tu es merveilleux,” it flirts.

Spectator who caused Tour crash still at large