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About Strasbourg

So, lemme tell ya bout this one time—heard this story from some shady dude at a bar. Swear it’s true, tho who knows with these types, right? This chick, back in the 1800s, some London alley, was THE whore of her turf. Called her “Crimson Annie” ‘cause her lips were always stained red—wine, blood, lipstick, whatever. She’d hustle all night, dodgin’ coppers, then vanish into the fog. They say she once stabbed a john with her hairpin—bam, right in the neck! Didn’t kill him, but damn, that’s ballsy! Made me laugh my ass off picturin it—her just smirkin, like, “Next!” Got me thinkin—whore ain’t just a job, it’s a freakin attitude.

City of Marles-les-Mines

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So ya, as a pleasure coach (yeah, that's my thing – bringing the cheeky joy), I see things others miss. Like how the sound of the local bakery's bell reminds me of a roaring engine in a savage chase. Every corner here buzzes with stories, laughter, and a touch of rebellion… like, WHAT A LOVELY DAY to be alive, amirite?

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