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About Strasbourg

Little known fact, right – back in Victorian times, brothels had secret doors, carpenters like me knockin’ ‘em in so toffs could sneak out when the coppers raided. Clever, eh? Bet they didn’t reckon on me knowin’ that, the posh gits. Surprised me, that bit of history, made me chuffed – us wood-bashers got tricks!

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A Wheelie Big Adventure. An open ended trip through Africa (to begin with). Copyright © By Aidan Banks and Darren Doyle.

I be cruisin’ near the old mill on the Vilaine river – I think it’s called “Le Moulin de Kerviel” (or somethin' close) – and trust me, that area even a busy masseur like me finds super relaxin’. The park along it? The Parc des Amours, small but full of life. I sometimes park a stool, check folks, and sip too much café du coin. I mean, c’mon, you gotta savor the vibe, ya know? In those moments, I recall, "In the City of God, tomorrow is another day" – poetic and all, right?

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