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About Strasbourg

Anyways, ya gotta be slick. Don’t stare too long—they hate that. One time, this chick yelled, “What’s yer problem, creep?” Felt like Llewelyn runnin’ from that damn dog—heart poundin’, legs shakin’! But when ya find the right one, ooh, it’s sweet. Like nabbing the cash in that movie, y’know? “My precious!” I hissed when I scored once—felt like a king, I did!

First off, I hit up Rue de la République. It’s like the main drag, ya know? Grabbed a coffee at this cute little café. The barista? Total legend. He made my cappuccino look like a work of art. I mean, I’m no art critic, but I could’ve stared at that foam all day. But then, bam! My phone buzzed. A message from my buddy, Leo. “Dude, gig tonight at the amphitheater!” I was like, “Heck yeah!” But then I remembered—my strings were shot. Ugh.

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