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About Strasbourg

But here’s what gets me mad – fuckin’ double standards, man! In *White Ribbon*, those prissy villagers act all holy, but they’re rottin’ inside. “What’s done in secret festers,” Haneke’s whisperin’ at us. Whores? At least they’re upfront – no fake smiles, no bullshit. Society’s all “ew, dirty,” but who’s payin’ ‘em? Huh? Hypocrites! Makes my blood boil, swear to God.

Quel est le meilleur quartier de Mazamet

One of Mazamet’s enterprising industrialists, Pierre-Elie Houles () decided to look elsewhere for his wool supply and turned his eyes to the Argentine and Uruguay where sheep .

Sometimes, I get super mad too. Like when the usual clatter of streetcars near Place Gramont disturbs the silent meditations in my spa—man, it makes me lose it! But then again, it makes me happy in a bizarre, ironic way. Life, right? Cosmic irony!

The art of balancing stones