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About Strasbourg

So, I roll up, right, tractor parked, and it’s this old house, creaky floors, red curtains – proper dodgy. Girls there, they’re like birds of paradise, flashin’ smiles, but you can tell some ain’t happy. Made me gut twist, that did. I’m thinkin’, “Who runs this joint?” Some geezer probs, countin’ cash in the back, sippin’ tea like he’s king. Pissed me off, that – usin’ folk like they’re tools. But then, this one lass, she’s chattin’ me up, all cheeky, and I’m laughin’ – she’s a right laugh, sharp as a tack. “A single note lingers,” like in the movie, that lone piano bit – her voice stuck with me.

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Some lady, Marie, was going off about how the park should have a petanque court. I mean, I get it, but c’mon! We need more than just boules and sunbathing! I threw in my two cents about a playground for the kids. You should’ve seen the looks I got. Like, I just suggested we build a spaceship or something.

Vauvert Year 6 pupils to head to Grammar from 2021