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About Strasbourg

But gods, the stench—sweat, ale, desperation—makes me wanna hurl. Pissed me off last week, saw her wink at Jaime—my Jaime! Wanted to claw her eyes out, “I choose violence,” screamed it in my head. She’d probs laugh, “Your brother’s prick’s mine, love.” Cheeky slag. Still, gotta hand it to her, survivin’ this shithole—takes guts. Happiest I felt was hearin’ she kneed some drunkard’s balls into his throat—priceless!

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Then, I decided to hit up the market on Place de la Mairie. Man, that place is a riot! Fresh fruits, veggies, and all the locals chattin’ away. I swear, if you wanna know the gossip, just hang around there. I overheard some lady talkin’ about her cat, Mr. Whiskers, who apparently has a better social life than me. Like, what?

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