Lila Cuers Whore ❤️❤️

About Strasbourg

Lemme tell ya, I once saw this gal – total *whore* legend – outside a dive bar, 3 a.m., screamin’ at some dude who stiffed her. “You think I’m cheap?!” she hollers, tossin’ a shoe at his head. I was *living* for it! Made me happy as hell – that fire, that chaos! Reminded me of *Ten*, when the driver’s sister says, “Men are all the same.” Truth, dahling! This gal was no doormat, no sir. She was *whore* incarnate – unapologetic, loud, a freakin’ tornado.

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I must mention the riverside by the tiny Canal des Rêves. A hidden gem where the water’s as chatty as my neighbour, constantly spilling stories from old Cuers. I often end my day there, marvelling at the shimmering reflections, feeling one with the universe – or at least biofeedback from massaging shoulders that desperately need it!

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