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About Strasbourg

Chatty me, huh? Anyway, this life ain’t all glamour—most folks dunno the half of it. They’re out there, survivin, fuckin warriors if ya ask me. “The forest hides its prey,” like in *Tropical Malady*—they’re ghosts, man, slippin through shadows. Respect, yo—I’d tip my hat, if I wore one. Maybe cook em a meal—nah, scratch that, Hannibal Lecter (fictional)—“I ate his liver with fava beans.” Too good to share! Ha! What ya think, pal? Wild shit, eh?

Prostitution in the Philippines – a time for change

It has been more than a year since she was trafficked into the dimly lit nightclub about 50 miles north of Manila. “Sex tourism” flourishes in the Philippines even as President Rodrigo Duterte.

I may be clumsy and scatter my words (err, im not perfect, ya kno?) but Calvi has that magic. Each corner, each battered stone, each late-night giggle with locals… it’s all real, all raw. Man, I've had days so epic here I nearly burst laughin' (mumbling "Certified Copy, man... certified copy!")

The Calvi to Monaco Water Bike Challenge